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Thank you very much for the support ^^", "writing": "Deep underground on the outskirts of Emoville, the two heroes were observing a vast array of screens that filled up the entirety of a cave wall. Dozens of screens the size of small houses lit up the space, casting a bright glare into the void of the humidity-dripping cavern, stalagmites glittering like a thousand stars. \n\nThe larger of the heroes was a brooding figure, broad of chest and clad in black leather that encompassed his entire figure. It had been fitted to cling tight to his muscular body, and had been molded to show off his impressive sixpack and his bulging biceps. On top of his head was a mask that was shaped like his head, molded into the shape of a great rat, with glowing red eyes that betrayed the advanced optics built in. \nNext to him stood his sidekick, a young boy. More scantily clad, in red spandex shorts and a green vest that hugged his lithe body, his headfur was easy to see, although his eyes were hidden behind an eye-cover that obscured his face. This one had glowing white eyes, yet another advanced optics system used for fighting crime. \n\n\"Bats and cats, Ratman, the night sure is calm today!\" The young figure blurted out, somewhat fidgety, as if he yearned for some action. \nThe mask-clad figure looked down and an array of pearly white teeth could be seen in the middle of his mask, as his mouth was not obscured. \n\"A calm night means the citizens of Emoville can sleep soundly, Morbin.\" \nThe young sidekick cringed a little, hearing the rebuke. His thoughts went out to the city and he resigned himself to boredom, simply nodding in agreement.\n\nIt was then that an alarm blurted out, and the many screens blinked in rapid succession, a host of private and public cameras that had been hacked by the hero honed in on a robbery in process. \nThe city bank was being robbed. Clouds of smoke were coming from the entrance. Vehicles ramming inside. Another explosion rocked the screens, causing two cameras to go black, only for fresh feeds to blink into existence.\n\n\"To the Ratmobile!\" The adult hero exclaimed and they ran deeper into the cave where the special supercar was stored. \n\n\n-------------------------------------------\n\n\nEmoville's sewers were a hundred years old and built wide and high, a perfect place for Ratman's vehicle to traverse. It skidded through corners, afterburner propelling it to hundreds of miles pr. hour, before the wheels engaged their microfilament grippers and allowed it to go straight up, bursting through a manhole cover right in front of the bank being robbed.\n\nThe robbers were in the process of hauling out big sacks of cash and gold and were shocked as the sleek vehicle burst through the air, two doors opening like wings and the heroes jumping out, Ratman's cape billowing around him and Morbin's sleek form hurtling through the air with athletic grace. \n\n\"Quick, use your ratarangs!\" The hero shouted just before they struck the ground and the young sidekick pulled out two of the weapons from his accessory belt by their zigzagged tails, black steel glinting in the fire that was burning inside the blown-open bank.\n\"It's Morbin' time!\" The young hero shouted, throwing the glittering steel shaped like rats through the air, two villains getting struck in the neck and head, blood spurting as they sank in, before the tiny C14 compound inside the ratheads exploded, taking care of the goons. \nThen automatic gunfire rang out, and the lithe sidekick jumped and made a series of tumbles and cartwheels, expertly avoiding the bullets coming his way. \n\nHe took cover behind an overturned car and took stock of the situation, noting the criminals were strangely clad in colourful garments, their heads clad in jester's hats with dingling bells that were making noise every time they turned their heads. He looked over at Ratman, who was punching a villain to a bloody pulp and then drew out two more ratarangs, jumping over the overturned car with finesse and running straight at another pair of goons.\nThen a sonic attack hit his ears like a mighty gong had been struck inside his skull and he fell to the ground with a pained grunt, his mentor doing much the same. \n\n\"Ratman... And Morbin!\" A voice shouted out, crazily shill, a bell-wearing figure coming out from the burning bank, this man tall with a mighty crown of bells, hundreds dangling and clattering and chiming as he moved about. \nThe adult hero tried standing up, one paw on his head, trying to shake off the sonic attack, but the villain made moves almost like headbanging at a metal concert, visible lines of sonic pressures hurtling through the air, striking Ratman and causing him to stumble backwards, taking a knee, gritting his teeth. \n\"You can call me The Jester!\" The villain said, getting closer, now gyrating his head in circles, expanding whips of noise cracking through the air, cutting through the metal of the surrounding vehicles, impacting the hero on his body, making great gashes. \n\nMorbin was still shaken, trying to get to his feet. His eyes could not stop looking at the scene in front of him, Ratman's powerful chest armor being split asunder by The Jester's sonic attack. Then he paled, as the tall villain reached for his back, pulling out a golden scepter that looked heavy. \nAnd lethal.\nRatman was tugging at his utility belt when the bell-wearing villain came close and a meaty thud rang out in the air as the golden scepter caved in his skull.\n\"RATMAN!\" The sidekick screamed, suddenly remembering the ratarangs in his paws, and he threw both as hard as he could.\nHowever, The Jester shot the approaching objects a disparaging look and just shook his head, a couple sonic, chiming slices going through the air, detonating the missiles in midflight. He grinned like a madman and brought down the scepter again. And again. \nMorbin grit his teeth and looked away, not able to bear the sight. \n\nThe young hero tried to steel himself, and when he heard multiple footsteps coming close, he suddenly jumped up, ready to give the villains a proper fight. His optics malfunctioned for him, as his tears blurred his eyes, and his mighty jumping kicks missed the goons, who were easily able to subdue him. \nOr so they thought, for he tried again, this time striking for their groins, his rage burning hotter as he forgot his grief and focused on the moment.\nTwo henchmen went down with pained groans and he turned to face The Jester.\nThe constantly chiming villain had his head askew and shook it like a dog would expelling water from its pelt. A cacophony of slicing blurs went through the air, impacting Morbin's young body, rending his garments down to his skin, cutting him. He fell backwards from the impacts, sprays of blood coursing through the air, and a trio of goons surrounded his prone form. He tried to get up, but a kick impacted his ribs, sending him sprawling on his side. Another kick impacted his head and he almost threw up from dull throbbing in his skull.\n\nA camera drone flew by and The Jester shook a fist at it, seeing the markings on it.\n\"Look at your heroes, Emoville!\" He cried out. \"One dead already, the other getting the shit kicked out of him!\"\nOn the other side of the lens, hundreds of thousands of viewers were aghast at the sight. The burning wreckage of the bank. Ratman with his head beaten to a shattered pulp. Morbin being assaulted by the three goons. \nThe men picked up the cub, two of them holding an arm each, keeping the dazed and bleeding hero upright and presenting him to their boss. \nSwaggering closer, still holding the bloodied scepter, The Jester grinned like a madman, lifting up the heavy weapon and bringing it crashing down on the hero's right shoulder with a deafening crack. \nMorbin screamed in pain as bones splintered, then cried even louder as his other shoulder was struck, the two goons having to lift higher to keep him upright due to the damage. \n\nThrough tear-blurred eyes, the cub could clearly see the species of the villain, a hyena, the mad grin like a beacon to his darkening sight. He tried to form up some heroic words, but his jaw was shattered by the golden scepter when he opened his mouth to speak. Then a crushing grip was on his broken face, The Jester forcing him to look straight into his deranged eyes.\n\"Best not hurt him too much anymore, I think I have taken a liking to this fellow!\" The words made no sense, and Morbin could only shiver in pain, crying out as the deft claws of the villain cut open his uniform, bright spandex falling to the ground, revealing a blue-furred canine cub with a white streak going from his chest down to his underdeveloped crotch. His mask was torn off too, revealing tearfilled golden orbs and pretty, vulpine ears of which ended in a tuft of black fair the same jet black as his messy headfur. \n\"I don't recognize you...\" The Jester pondered as he took in the sight. \"Regardless, we are gonna have some fun for the camera before taking you with us!\" \n\nThe goons cheered, eager to get some relief after the hard fight, the two holding the cub shaking him painfully so that he screamed out yet again as splintered bones ground against each other under his skin. \nThe Jester pulled down his pants, already sporting a hefty erection and he let the scepter fall noisily to the asphalt so that he could use the boycub as he wished. He gave the goons a nod and they let Morbin fall to his knees, in perfect height for the hyena's throbbing meat. The villan grabbed the snout of the cub, the lower jaw dangling broken, and crammed his cock inside, all the way to the base of the knot.\n\"I wonder if this little sidekick ever served his master like this?\" He wondered aloud for the camera as he began throatfucking the cub who gagged and coughed as his stomach was invaded by the girthy tool again and again. \nThe third goon stepped near and looked at his boss for permission, which was granted by a court nod. This one was a bear, who pulled out a very thick humanoid cock, which instantly blasted the cub's body with dark yellow piss.\nThe Jester looked for the camera drone and now found three, grinning even more madly as he pumped the cub's throat, happy the citizens of Emoville would see his debasement from multiple angles. \n\nAs the goon finished pissing, the villain pulled out and Morbin gagged and coughed, spitting out throatslime and musky precum, before yelping as he was forced over to the nearby parked Ratmobile. The Jester threw him on the hood of vehicle, and stared down at the boycub's white-furred rumpcheeks and that virgin pucker between them. He violently grabbed the cub's shoulders and loud cracks could be heard as the bones inside shifted, causing Morbin to scream.\n\"What was it you said? 'It's Morbin' time'?\" The villain said sardonically as he lined his spitlubed meat to the cub's tailhole and then crammed it inside with a forceful shove that made the car's springs creak and the disgraced hero to shriek like a little girl as he was brutally opened up. \n\"More like pounding time!\"\nThe hyena picked up speed instantly, ramming the cub with all his pent up need, driving his knotted cock deeper and deeper, blood and spit mixing to form an excellent lubricant for the more and more destroyed sphincter. \n\"F-F-Fucking take it!\" The Jester howled out, leaning his head back as his engorged knot almost passed the tight hole, feeling surges of electricity through his body as he noted the camera drones picking up the action. He forced himself harder unto the cub, bones crackling louder, the car rocking as he slammed as hard as he could and finally growled as his entire cock burst inside with a loud pop. \n\nMorbin screamed out yet again as the fullness inside turned unbearable, his sphincter tearing to accommodate the girth. All the while, the blush of humiliation was ever present on his cheeks as he knew the citizens of Emoville would be watching his debasement and his ears drooped lower and lower to lie flat against his skull. \nAnother scream, as the villain pulled him around, letting him dangle from his knot, broken shoulders useless for holding his weight, letting the girth pull at his tailhole in an excruciating pain he had never imagined. \n\n\"Someone shut him up while I cum!\" The Jester demanded, and a goon who revealed himself to be a canine stepped close, knotted erection dangling between his legs. \nHowever, Morbin was dismayed as he turned around, wanting to plug the cub's mouth with something even more foul than his unwashed prick. He stepped in and grabbed the boycub's snout, keeping his dangling lower jaw somewhat in place as he put the young sidekick's head between his asscheeks and a nasty fart erupted before a fat turd came out. \n\"This can't be happening....\" Morbin thought as he felt the slimy mass enter his mouth, but he had no way of spitting it out, and it travelled over his tongue, plugging his throat and then oozing directly down his gullet. \n\"That's all your heroes are good for! Cocksleeves and living toilets!\" The Jester shouted to the camera drones, giving his hips a shake, the spitroasted cub gurgling on manscat as more and more oozed out directly down his stomach to ferment. \nAs the canine finished, he loped his paw around the broken jaw and turned around.\n\"Don't forget to chew properly!\" He guffawed in a deep voice, forcing the broken ligaments together, the cub munching on the remaining shit, before he angled Morbin's head up and stroked his throat until he swallowed the filthy mess. \n\nThe cub almost puked, but was suddenly preoccupied as The Jester's cock went down enough to pop out his bleeding tailhole, and he crashed to the ground in a gush of semen and red fluids. \n\nIt was then that the police force finally showed up, bullets flying through the air and the villain and his goons were suddenly busy doing up their pants and returning fire.\n\"Time to go, boys!\" The Jester shouted, making his way to one of their vans, hauling Morbin with him and throwing the bleeding and smelly cub into the back, before procuring a heavy machine gun he fired from the hip, two police cruisers going up in flames with thunderous booms. He threw down the heavy weapon and shook his chiming head at several approaching officers, the sonic slices cutting through their body armour and dismembering them. \n\nMorbin was shivering weakly, body hurting, tailhole bleeding, stomach wafting noxious fumes. He felt the van take off and the mad grin of The Jester was in his face. \n\"You'll be our guest for a [i]long[/i] time...\" \n\nAt that he finally blacked out, unconsciousness granting him a temporary reprieve from his torment. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Deep underground on the outskirts of Emoville, the two heroes were observing a vast array of screens that filled up the entirety of a cave wall. Dozens of screens the size of small houses lit up the space, casting a bright glare into the void of the humidity-dripping cavern, stalagmites glittering like a thousand stars.

The larger of the heroes was a brooding figure, broad of chest and clad in black leather that encompassed his entire figure. It had been fitted to cling tight to his muscular body, and had been molded to show off his impressive sixpack and his bulging biceps. On top of his head was a mask that was shaped like his head, molded into the shape of a great rat, with glowing red eyes that betrayed the advanced optics built in.
Next to him stood his sidekick, a young boy. More scantily clad, in red spandex shorts and a green vest that hugged his lithe body, his headfur was easy to see, although his eyes were hidden behind an eye-cover that obscured his face. This one had glowing white eyes, yet another advanced optics system used for fighting crime.

"Bats and cats, Ratman, the night sure is calm today!" The young figure blurted out, somewhat fidgety, as if he yearned for some action.
The mask-clad figure looked down and an array of pearly white teeth could be seen in the middle of his mask, as his mouth was not obscured.
"A calm night means the citizens of Emoville can sleep soundly, Morbin."
The young sidekick cringed a little, hearing the rebuke. His thoughts went out to the city and he resigned himself to boredom, simply nodding in agreement.

It was then that an alarm blurted out, and the many screens blinked in rapid succession, a host of private and public cameras that had been hacked by the hero honed in on a robbery in process.
The city bank was being robbed. Clouds of smoke were coming from the entrance. Vehicles ramming inside. Another explosion rocked the screens, causing two cameras to go black, only for fresh feeds to blink into existence.

"To the Ratmobile!" The adult hero exclaimed and they ran deeper into the cave where the special supercar was stored.


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Emoville's sewers were a hundred years old and built wide and high, a perfect place for Ratman's vehicle to traverse. It skidded through corners, afterburner propelling it to hundreds of miles pr. hour, before the wheels engaged their microfilament grippers and allowed it to go straight up, bursting through a manhole cover right in front of the bank being robbed.

The robbers were in the process of hauling out big sacks of cash and gold and were shocked as the sleek vehicle burst through the air, two doors opening like wings and the heroes jumping out, Ratman's cape billowing around him and Morbin's sleek form hurtling through the air with athletic grace.

"Quick, use your ratarangs!" The hero shouted just before they struck the ground and the young sidekick pulled out two of the weapons from his accessory belt by their zigzagged tails, black steel glinting in the fire that was burning inside the blown-open bank.
"It's Morbin' time!" The young hero shouted, throwing the glittering steel shaped like rats through the air, two villains getting struck in the neck and head, blood spurting as they sank in, before the tiny C14 compound inside the ratheads exploded, taking care of the goons.
Then automatic gunfire rang out, and the lithe sidekick jumped and made a series of tumbles and cartwheels, expertly avoiding the bullets coming his way.

He took cover behind an overturned car and took stock of the situation, noting the criminals were strangely clad in colourful garments, their heads clad in jester's hats with dingling bells that were making noise every time they turned their heads. He looked over at Ratman, who was punching a villain to a bloody pulp and then drew out two more ratarangs, jumping over the overturned car with finesse and running straight at another pair of goons.
Then a sonic attack hit his ears like a mighty gong had been struck inside his skull and he fell to the ground with a pained grunt, his mentor doing much the same.

"Ratman... And Morbin!" A voice shouted out, crazily shill, a bell-wearing figure coming out from the burning bank, this man tall with a mighty crown of bells, hundreds dangling and clattering and chiming as he moved about.
The adult hero tried standing up, one paw on his head, trying to shake off the sonic attack, but the villain made moves almost like headbanging at a metal concert, visible lines of sonic pressures hurtling through the air, striking Ratman and causing him to stumble backwards, taking a knee, gritting his teeth.
"You can call me The Jester!" The villain said, getting closer, now gyrating his head in circles, expanding whips of noise cracking through the air, cutting through the metal of the surrounding vehicles, impacting the hero on his body, making great gashes.

Morbin was still shaken, trying to get to his feet. His eyes could not stop looking at the scene in front of him, Ratman's powerful chest armor being split asunder by The Jester's sonic attack. Then he paled, as the tall villain reached for his back, pulling out a golden scepter that looked heavy.
And lethal.
Ratman was tugging at his utility belt when the bell-wearing villain came close and a meaty thud rang out in the air as the golden scepter caved in his skull.
"RATMAN!" The sidekick screamed, suddenly remembering the ratarangs in his paws, and he threw both as hard as he could.
However, The Jester shot the approaching objects a disparaging look and just shook his head, a couple sonic, chiming slices going through the air, detonating the missiles in midflight. He grinned like a madman and brought down the scepter again. And again.
Morbin grit his teeth and looked away, not able to bear the sight.

The young hero tried to steel himself, and when he heard multiple footsteps coming close, he suddenly jumped up, ready to give the villains a proper fight. His optics malfunctioned for him, as his tears blurred his eyes, and his mighty jumping kicks missed the goons, who were easily able to subdue him.
Or so they thought, for he tried again, this time striking for their groins, his rage burning hotter as he forgot his grief and focused on the moment.
Two henchmen went down with pained groans and he turned to face The Jester.
The constantly chiming villain had his head askew and shook it like a dog would expelling water from its pelt. A cacophony of slicing blurs went through the air, impacting Morbin's young body, rending his garments down to his skin, cutting him. He fell backwards from the impacts, sprays of blood coursing through the air, and a trio of goons surrounded his prone form. He tried to get up, but a kick impacted his ribs, sending him sprawling on his side. Another kick impacted his head and he almost threw up from dull throbbing in his skull.

A camera drone flew by and The Jester shook a fist at it, seeing the markings on it.
"Look at your heroes, Emoville!" He cried out. "One dead already, the other getting the shit kicked out of him!"
On the other side of the lens, hundreds of thousands of viewers were aghast at the sight. The burning wreckage of the bank. Ratman with his head beaten to a shattered pulp. Morbin being assaulted by the three goons.
The men picked up the cub, two of them holding an arm each, keeping the dazed and bleeding hero upright and presenting him to their boss.
Swaggering closer, still holding the bloodied scepter, The Jester grinned like a madman, lifting up the heavy weapon and bringing it crashing down on the hero's right shoulder with a deafening crack.
Morbin screamed in pain as bones splintered, then cried even louder as his other shoulder was struck, the two goons having to lift higher to keep him upright due to the damage.

Through tear-blurred eyes, the cub could clearly see the species of the villain, a hyena, the mad grin like a beacon to his darkening sight. He tried to form up some heroic words, but his jaw was shattered by the golden scepter when he opened his mouth to speak. Then a crushing grip was on his broken face, The Jester forcing him to look straight into his deranged eyes.
"Best not hurt him too much anymore, I think I have taken a liking to this fellow!" The words made no sense, and Morbin could only shiver in pain, crying out as the deft claws of the villain cut open his uniform, bright spandex falling to the ground, revealing a blue-furred canine cub with a white streak going from his chest down to his underdeveloped crotch. His mask was torn off too, revealing tearfilled golden orbs and pretty, vulpine ears of which  ended in a tuft of black fair the same jet black as his messy headfur.
"I don't recognize you..." The Jester pondered as he took in the sight. "Regardless, we are gonna have some fun for the camera before taking you with us!"

The goons cheered, eager to get some relief after the hard fight, the two holding the cub shaking him painfully so that he screamed out yet again as splintered bones ground against each other under his skin.
The Jester pulled down his pants, already sporting a hefty erection and he let the scepter fall noisily to the asphalt so that he could use the boycub as he wished. He gave the goons a nod and they let Morbin fall to his knees, in perfect height for the hyena's throbbing meat. The villan grabbed the snout of the cub, the lower jaw dangling broken, and crammed his cock inside, all the way to the base of the knot.
"I wonder if this little sidekick ever served his master like this?" He wondered aloud for the camera as he began throatfucking the cub who gagged and coughed as his stomach was invaded by the girthy tool again and again.
The third goon stepped near and looked at his boss for permission, which was granted by a court nod. This one was a bear, who pulled out a very thick humanoid cock, which instantly blasted the cub's body with dark yellow piss.
The Jester looked for the camera drone and now found three, grinning even more madly as he pumped the cub's throat, happy the citizens of Emoville would see his debasement from multiple angles.

As the goon finished pissing, the villain pulled out and Morbin gagged and coughed, spitting out throatslime and musky precum, before yelping as he was forced over to the nearby parked Ratmobile. The Jester threw him on the hood of vehicle, and stared down at the boycub's white-furred rumpcheeks and that virgin pucker between them. He violently grabbed the cub's shoulders and loud cracks could be heard as the bones inside shifted, causing Morbin to scream.
"What was it you said? 'It's Morbin' time'?" The villain said sardonically as he lined his spitlubed meat to the cub's tailhole and then crammed it inside with a forceful shove that made the car's springs creak and the disgraced hero to shriek like a little girl as he was brutally opened up.
"More like pounding time!"
The hyena picked up speed instantly, ramming the cub with all his pent up need, driving his knotted cock deeper and deeper, blood and spit mixing to form an excellent lubricant for the more and more destroyed sphincter.
"F-F-Fucking take it!" The Jester howled out, leaning his head back as his engorged knot almost passed the tight hole, feeling surges of electricity through his body as he noted the camera drones picking up the action. He forced himself harder unto the cub, bones crackling louder, the car rocking as he slammed as hard as he could and finally growled as his entire cock burst inside with a loud pop.

Morbin screamed out yet again as the fullness inside turned unbearable, his sphincter tearing to accommodate the girth. All the while, the blush of humiliation was ever present on his cheeks as he knew the citizens of Emoville would be watching his debasement and his ears drooped lower and lower to lie flat against his skull.
Another scream, as the villain pulled him around, letting him dangle from his knot, broken shoulders useless for holding his weight, letting the girth pull at his tailhole in an excruciating pain he had never imagined.

"Someone shut him up while I cum!" The Jester demanded, and a goon who revealed himself to be a canine stepped close, knotted erection dangling between his legs.
However, Morbin was dismayed as he turned around, wanting to plug the cub's mouth with something even more foul than his unwashed prick. He stepped in and grabbed the boycub's snout, keeping his dangling lower jaw somewhat in place as he put the young sidekick's head between his asscheeks and a nasty fart erupted before a fat turd came out.
"This can't be happening...." Morbin thought as he felt the slimy mass enter his mouth, but he had no way of spitting it out, and it travelled over his tongue, plugging his throat and then oozing directly down his gullet.
"That's all your heroes are good for! Cocksleeves and living toilets!" The Jester shouted to the camera drones, giving his hips a shake, the spitroasted cub gurgling on manscat as more and more oozed out directly down his stomach to ferment.
As the canine finished, he loped his paw around the broken jaw and turned around.
"Don't forget to chew properly!" He guffawed in a deep voice, forcing the broken ligaments together, the cub munching on the remaining shit, before he angled Morbin's head up and stroked his throat until he swallowed the filthy mess.

The cub almost puked, but was suddenly preoccupied as The Jester's cock went down enough to pop out his bleeding tailhole, and he crashed to the ground in a gush of semen and red fluids.

It was then that the police force finally showed up, bullets flying through the air and the villain and his goons were suddenly busy doing up their pants and returning fire.
"Time to go, boys!" The Jester shouted, making his way to one of their vans, hauling Morbin with him and throwing the bleeding and smelly cub into the back, before procuring a heavy machine gun he fired from the hip, two police cruisers going up in flames with thunderous booms. He threw down the heavy weapon and shook his chiming head at several approaching officers, the sonic slices cutting through their body armour and dismembering them.

Morbin was shivering weakly, body hurting, tailhole bleeding, stomach wafting noxious fumes. He felt the van take off and the mad grin of The Jester was in his face.
"You'll be our guest for a long time..."

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