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He shouted, ``Badgerclops my yes to `making the living room a rave was only a one time yes - '.\n\nHe stopped, aware of not only the sudden long screech of the record's brakes but of the cool air slapping his fur.\n\n``Whose the dweeb?'' one guttural gurgling voice burbled out.\n\nAnother deeper, near-warped voice mocked, ``Who cares? You SEE the way his ass jiggles when he talks? Talk about a total piece of MEAT....''\n\nMao Mao shot his glance down before stumbling back in horror as his eyes followed the invisible crow'd's mocking lines. His eyes rolled over his own subtle stomach paunch and . No stockings, no robe, no fundoshi, nothing, ``I'm...Jm....\n\n The word flashed across his mind like broad neon sign as he hoarsely whispered ``Nakey.''\n\n``Did he say `nakey'?'' Mao Mao's head spun as shapes moved among the strobing lights. He saw moving parts, things that resembled teeth...that's as far as similarities to himself went. He started to make out twisted limbs, flapping jaws, various eyes in places they shouldn't be, jutting horns, quadrupedal sets of legs, oozing faces, lesions, beaks, drooling probsci - none of these suggested the earthly. A tall set of legs jutting into some rainbow-colored explosion of hair stamped its platform shoes, ``Wow what a baby.''\n\nA viciously horned beast, something like an ibex cut in, ``Can you blame him?'' They guffawed pointing between his covered loins, ``You should've seen his pathetic dinky weenie!''\n\nOne massive wax lips on stiletto heels and claws stepped behind Mao Mao, ``Aww is that true? Do you got a lil dick?''\n\nMao Mao sucked in his own lip, looking down. The voices, the cool air on his ass and nipples...he couldn't help it if it started getting him hot, ``I just made a wrong turn...I'm gonna be going...'' He tried side-stepping with a still-obscured crotch as he tried shimmying back.\n\n``'Going'?!'' spat a voice. Other demonic voices joined in with a bristle of chuckles, ``Do know where you are? You're going nowhere, big-ass!''\n\nA slippery appendage whipped across his fat rump, making his ass ripple with pain. Mao Mao yelped, jumping with his hand glued to his crotch, ``Hands off! That's hero merchandise!''\n\n``Why so shy?'' Teased a toothy beast, ``Afraid people won't see you'll measure up?''\n\n``No-no...'' the feline's head started to head up, his eyes darting around, ``I just don't like being...nakey in front of so many people...''\n\n``Now we gotta get his hands away!'' teased a beast.\n\nAnother voice added, ``I bet he's hard right now!''\n\nMao Mao bit his lower lip, the attention sending the flush of blood to his loins.\n\n``Awww lil' guy about to shoot a tiny wad?''\n\nThe feline hissed, ``I'm not little...''\n\n``Did someone mention public humiliation?'' an exceedingly chipper voice pipped in.\n\nThe crowd shuffled, parting to make way for a diminutive figure. Mao Mao saw he reached just his size. Despite that, the snowy furred rabbit exuded some kind of fearsome reputation that made even the other demons in the club shuffle about uncomfortably. One whispered, ``Him...this chubby twink's fucked.''\n\nMao Mao froze up when the rabbit's belly made contact with his, The monstrous tuber slung from between the rabbit's legs intimidated him enough, but then lagomorph revealed his seamless row of shark incisors sitting inside his eternally grinning maw, ``Never thought an inferiority complex would package itself into such a curvy package.''\n\n``Hrrrgh,'' Mao Mao shifted , well too aware his hands stood as the only thing separating him from the lagomorph, ``Very funny, but how about you keep blocking the view of me till I find something to cover myself.'' He made a pathetic appeal to authority, ``I'm making an order.''\n\n``It's so cute how you're making words,'' the rabbity thing clacked his teeth, ``But did you know the whole time you were on the edge of a breakdown over your body image issues, your nipples have been left out in the cold! Warm them up, those pepperonis need a home!''\n\n``Could you stop jabb - ahh! WHAT ARE YOU - '' too late the lagomorph already started tweaking his hands over Mao Mao's exposed areolas. The surge of stomach-tickling goodness flooded him, the throbbing cupped in his hands now like a heartbeat. He squirmed, much to the delight of the voyeuristic club about him.\n\n``What a little wimp,'' guffawed a voice.\n\nMao Mao squirmed, growling to suppress a moan. This only served to make his mewls come out all the more pathetic. As the lagomorph dragged his tongue across his neck/ Mao Mao whimpered, ``Ah...ah....''\n\n``Hmmm,'' the lagomorph mused with a noisy slurp, ``Good, but look at that! Your tuccus is dragging its feet in the cold, openly railing against government and making everyone on the bus uncomfortable! We gotta get that booty housed ASAP!''\n\n``Hrrrrrgh could stop talking nons - MROW!!!'' Mao Mao jolted with his hands free, the hyper rabbity creature slipping his thick digits between his thick cheeks, exposing his puckered hole to the delight of the audience as Mao Mao arched his back to every prod of his quivering sinkhole, ``THIS IS JUST MAKING ME MORE EXPOSED.''\n\n``Haha,'' guffawed one demon, ``That Max is a certified FREAK.''\n\nMax, crudely kissing the feline's chin as he fingered his partner, proudly wiggled his own rabbity ass to the crowd, ``Whew for a moment I thought you descended from a line of mutants who had their arms fused to their crotch. Thank goodness it's just a little dick.''\n\nMao Mao blew up, unable to hide his thumb-like boner jutting only to barely measure up to his gut overhang, ``IT'S NOT LITTLE.''\n\n``It's sooooo adorable,'' during the entire exchange Max's third leg worked itself up to a titanic leviathan, jutting from biblical metaphor like a proud beast as the glistening fat head oozed between the two naked men's chins, a towering mass of flesh and veins that visibly pumped Max's heartbeat. Mao Mao swore it even gave off its own hazy atmosphere, ``Can the embarrassed middle aged man's weewee come out and play?''\n\n``Stop-stop saying that...'' Mao Mao trembled, his tackle bait fitting perfectly against the curvature between the base of Max's cock and the rabbit's plump fat balls. By comparison Mao Mao's own nuts drooped low and mightily, only serving to emphasize the smallness of his penis. He swallowed, the attention, the humiliation making his cock feel so sensitive.\n\n``Haha look at his little winky!'' cried out a demon.\n\nAnother commented, ``Look at him shaking, I think he's going to jizz!''\n\nThe feline breathed deep. He had to remember his training, even as the rabbit fingered his ass with no mercly. He had to try, even as Max breathed in his face, ``Don't cum. Doooon't cum. Don't jizz. Don't let your peepee do the splishsplash. Don't let your trickler do the splort. Don't cum big guy you can do it, don't absolutely mess up and nut before every - ''\n\n``AAAH!! HMMMFGH!!'' Mao Mao couldn't bear it anymore. His cock held only for as long as possible - even when topping he never could last this long. The feline started to tear up as his pathetic dick started oozing cum, sloppily jizzing cream on the dazzling disco floor. His hole twitched against Max's thumb, his drooping sack heaving as it refused to end his humiliating ejaculation. Max kissed his neck, nicking him as he cried through his own orgasm.\n\n``He cums like a bitch,'' said one demon.\n\nAnother added, ``Max did a good job breaking that whore damn.''\n\n``Aww don't worry,'' Max assured, ``You'd be a hit in ancient Greece - or was it just in grease?''\n\nThe crowd and music spun about Mao Mao like a chaotic haze - what was this place? Why was he being humiliated like this? He stumbled in place, running his hands through his own head as he muttered, ``This place...it's like...it's almost like...''\n\n``He - '' a voice started before Max cut in.\n\n``Aich Ee Double Hockey Sticks,'' Max childishly finished.\n\nThe silhouette groaned, ``Thanks Max, I can count on you to ruin the mystique of my inductions.''\n\n``Hey I do all the hard work don't I?'' the lagomorph clicked his tongue making a finger gun.\n\nThe shadow revealed a similar figure to Max - supposing Max was dead. Mao Mao saw a skeleton rabbit, draped in splotches of blood and a grandiose tattered cape. The mood of the club changed as the demons nodded their head slightly.\n\n``Lord Ash,'' many muttered.\n\nThe dead rabbit swung his cape, ``Fucking the newly damned isn't work.'' The skull focused his golden eyes on Mao Mao, ``By the way, if you didn't pick up on the many, many, many hints: welcome to hell.''\n\n``HELL?!'' Mao Mao spluttered.\n\nAsh nodded, ``You know, Tartarus, Nifleheim, Gehenna, Xibalba, Jahannam, Naraka, Davy Jones' Locker, the bad place - ``\n\n``New Jersey,'' said Max.\n\nAsh kicked the lagomorph right in his scrotum - winning no reaction but a spurt of pre - as he continued, ``The underworld. I rule it. Thanks for coming aboard and stuff.''\n\n``WH - bu--'' Mao Mao violently whipped around, ``I'maheroIdon'tbelonginhell. Name one thing that I deserve for being here?''\n\nOnce he took his seat upon a steel throne with excessive spikes and amps, Ash pressed a remote, ``Daddy issues first off.''\n\nMao Mao bit at the air, ``I do NOT have daddy issues!''\n\n``Oh wow okay,'' Ash sighed, massive flatscreens lighting up around him, ``So this isn't daddy issues?''\n\nOn every TV a vid of the felid hero popped up, several playing on splitscreens to take up space. On them the entire establishment could see in high definition the shot muscle gut figure of Mao Mao sprawled out playing his puny dagger like a flute, quickly stroking the underside with two fingers as he either kicked his legs or bounced his ass on a golden dildo.\n\nMao Mao started to unhinge his jaw before his own voice cut in - a chorus of his voice crying, ``Mmmmgh daddy! Daddy! Fuck me daddy! Daddy you're so biig - '' \n\nSplurt splut splurt, one pathetic ejaculation after another of Mao Mao making a mess all over himself as he frantically climaxed on screen to his incestuous fantasies.\n\nThe demons went from stunned quiet to jeering.\n\n``What a freak!''\n\n``I'd hate to be that shrimplet's dad!''\n\n``Come here little bitchboy, I'll be your daddy.''\n\nMax grinned enthusiastically, ``Damn, makes me wish Sam was my father to have horrifically taboo incestuous fantasies about.''\n\nThe feline flattened, ``THAT'S why I'm in hell?! I could have meant Badgerclops for CRYIN' out loud!''\n\n``Ah fuck Shin - '' Mao Mao on screen interrupted, ``Make me your new wife!!''\n\nAsh quirked one ear as he lowered another, ``Too bad incest doesn't get you into hell - I didn't make the rules.''\n\n``OK so can you turn it off?!'' fumed Mao Mao.\n\n``There's a long list of why you're here.'' Ash snorted, ``This is the tip of what you deserve.''\n\n``Tip? I mean right now?'' asked Max.\n\nAsh twitched irritably, ``I should have kicked YOU out.''\n\n``But I have to stay?!'' Mao Mao stamped his foot irritably, ``I'm the hero-sheriff-parental-guardian damnit! You have to let me go for good behavior!''\n\n``You lived your life on a high horse,'' asserted the princely dead rabbit, ``You went around shoving what you thought was right and you beat the crap out of them when they got in your way. But most of all you're annoying.''\n\nMao Mao almost slumped to the floor - how fortunate that the fleshy lagomorph caught him, ``I'm...annoying?''\n\nAsh swiped a small glass of red liquid, ``Yeah. It kind of pisses me off. Honestly, can't think of a better way then for you to work your ass as a dancer here.''\n\nThe feline quivered, the shivers of his exposed nakeyness sending a jolt of excitement down his nethers again. He felt the room starting to spin, the faces of the damned boxing him into a corner with his own image jizzing over and over again. Mao Mao's sadness turned into fury as he roared, ``Do you have to pick NOW to start jerking it?!''\n\n``Not like it's going to change,'' Max asserted, moving his grip up and down his increasingly slippery heated erection as it jutted rudely against Mao Mao's gut. The feline struggled, mewling pathetically as the crowd chanted Max on.\n\nAsh tsked, sliding back in his throne, ``Emotional torture's great, but I was looking for some actual physical torture.''\n\nThe disco started thumping to a new rhythm, one much grander on a scale of ego and menace. As the ground shook, the collective gathering of the damned raised their heads, parting like a sea of mismatched teeth and eyes as something proudly made its way to the main dance floor. \n\nAsh hissed, the glow of the intruder making his eyes sting. How dare something glow so bright and clash against Ash's own design sensibilities? The skeletal rabbit put on shades as he groused, ``I didn't order for obnoxious glowing assholes, so if you're wanting the Prince of Hell to shove his fist down your throat just wait your turn.''\n\n``Gotta say for a prince of Hell you're sure a romantic,'' sighed Max mid-fap.\n\nThe figure not only outpaced most demons in height but he outdone them in width. To most this stranger appeared as some golden titan, a mass of jiggling fat and muscle. His swollen man-tits and vast fatherly gut hung over warm tight thighs that could crush a living soul, ultimately cradling a stable's worth of stud juice carried in swollen breeding pendulums all overshadowed by a half-hard drooping iron that ached to test its irons with an oozing foreskin that threatened to consume weaker cocks. Atop this aged sagging physique at war with the world rested an old feline brow, lines under his eyes as his whiskers drooped.\n\nMao Mao nearly burned in the glow of the man that haunted him, the man that stung his lips as a nasty secret in his bed, the man that twisted many a disorder in his mind and cock, the name that blasted on the club's speakers, ``...daddy?''\n\nThe demonic crowd started to go wild, ``THAT'S daddy?!''\n\n``Hubba hubba with a dick like that I'll be that little shit.''\n\n``Anyone would lose their minds over THAT.''\n\nShin Mao's solemn voice echoed, bearing a grave new divine authority with it, ``Son...you shame your family...a Mao should be able to keep his composure more than a measly minute...''\n\nMax proudly approached the tall chunk of feline, still stroking himself in audible schlips, ``That ain't the only thing that's measly about him am I right?''\n\nWith a tired lift of one eyelid, Shin regarded the ludicrous rabbity thing with disdain, ``Young man...where's your father?''\n\n``Mary Kay is my best guess, doesn't matter,'' the lagomorph bounced excitedly, ``So being in hell and all, would it be rude to NOT give you a cum tribute?''\n\nShin Mao scoffed, waving his hand, ``No wonder you're so unruly...no discipline....'' His voice grew deeper, the light intensifying, ``You'll show me respect. On the floor, ass in the air.'' \n\nMore whistling and jeers erupted from the crowd, but Max simply shrugged as he dropped down on all fours, clapping his wide ass cheeks in the air like spring had descended upon his hole, ``Alright big guy, been awhile since I been publicly degraded that didn't involve speeding tickets. Hit me!''\n\nSlowly the golden father drew his regard to his wayward naked son, ``Look at you, hiding your shame. Now's your chance to make it right.'' He jabbed his golden finger to the lagomorph, ``Mao Mao, your younger brother's misbehaving.'' Shin Mao marched on until his stood with his minotaur genitals hanging just in Tantulus' reach from the lagomorph's face, ``Show him what happens when family misbehaves.''\n\nMax sighed, ``Am I REALLY going to be disciplined by him? He can't even spank his own monkey!''\n\nThe demons started to mutter with disbelief.\n\n``...what the fuck is the old man talking about?''\n\n``Brother?!'' Mao Mao spluttered, ``Since when did that become my brother!?''\n\n``You needed responsibility,'' chastised Shin Mao, squeezing himself a marinade of precum into Max's face, ``No greater responsibility than having two brothers.''\n\n``I'm pregnant?!'' gasped Max dramatically.\n\n``WHATAREYOUTWOTALKINGABOUT?!'' screamed Mao Mao.\n\nAsh pinched his brow, ``Great question, great chance to answer it somewhere else because this is really getting off topic from what I do here. Hell isn't a BDSM club, okay?!''\n\nShin Mao grinned, ``Good to see you're joining the conversation, our newest Mao.''\n\nAsh's ears shot up, his eyes wide open, ``Huh. No see, I already have a family tree. King of hell, going way way way WAY back. That makes me royalty and you the subject.''\n\nThe elderly feline waved his hand, ``Quiet little Mao, your other brother's learning his lesson.''\n\n``Yeah shut up onee-san,'' teased Max, ``Onee-chan was about to teach me a lesson for being a bad kitty-cat.'' Max wiggled his ass again, ``Mrow.''\n\nShin's voice deepened, ``The next time your brother sasses me. Grab his tail. Discipline him. Prove you're a Mao, son.''\n\n``Oh no, I'd really hate that,'' sneered Max hopping at the old man's cock, ``Better stop me!''\n\nMao Mao quivered, ``But...''\n\n``Butt,'' giggled Max.\n\nShin Mao repeated, ``Prove you're still a part of this family. Do it. Get control of your brother.''\n\nMao Mao's head was spinning as he seized the rabbit's tail in his grip - amazing how much that ass wiggled in his grasp. That stupid sensual ass. Not fair that rabbity thing was blessed with such a prodigious rear and a long desirable cock. Bastard. Mao Mao grew more frustrated, that frustration rising with each urging of Shin Mao to `be a true Mao'. \n\nMao Mao reared forward, sinking his teeth into Max's cheeks. He bit deep, his incisors savoring the quake of Max's ass.\n\n``Theeeere you go princess,'' Shin Mao cooed.\n\nThe demonic crowd had started to file out, leaving only the most hardcore of the damned to witness as Max yipped, ``Wow! Did you just nip into my rump like a stale cruller? Look I don't know you that well buddy.''\n\nMao Mao lost himself into it, leveling a hurricane of slaps across Max's shaking cheeks, ``DOWN! DOWN! DOWN BOY!''\n\nShin Mao commanded, ``That's enough.\n\nMao Mao stopped mid-smack, both sides of this equation heaving. Max groaned, ``Aww that's it?'' Max wiggled his ass, presenting himself as some sort of lure to the reluctant punisher, ``You can do better than that onee-chan.''\n\nMao Mao groaned, ``Don't see how this is helping to make him behave.''\n\nThe father folded his arms, ``Patience son, patience....nothing further than to bow before your god, your daddy~''\n\nWhistles erupted from the peanut gallery.\n\n``Dad not now,'' whined Mao Mao.\n\n``Enough arguing,'' the father's word echoed in deep reverberations as he commanded, ``I want to see my all my sons bowing themselves, that means you too, Ash.''\n\nAsh jolted once more, ``Did the part about my real actual dad pass through those ears? Is your brain just a teapot?''\n\n``Now Ash,'' the floors shook with Shin Mao's approach, ``Of all the boys, your disrespect for your father runs deepest.'' Ash never realized how much the golden creature towered until Shin Mao seized him from his own throne, ``Surrounding yourself with all this pomp and circumstance...'' Ash yelped as he felt his cloak get torn away in Shin Mao's massive hand, ``All to hide the fact you're an unruly whelp that craves his father's big fat cock to set him straight.''\n\nAsh flared up. How dare this pretender angel humiliate him? Did he know what he did to the last one hundred demons that even dare expose him publicly? And he speaks of his own father, the king, in such disgusting terms? Ash trembled, ``Yeah yeah I'm a jerk with a heart of gun that's aiming for your face, you old pervert. You don't measure up to my dad, so don't bother comparing yourself to him!''\n\nThe elderly cat grinned, letting the naked exposed skeleton stand right by his cyclopean schlong. That half-chubbed meat dwarfed Ash in body height alone. Shin Mao chuckled, ``Don't worry son, I won't let anyone know you get excited thinking about your dad.''\n\n``That's YOUR fetish.''\n\nShin Mao's teeth seemed almost predatory, ``Oh? Is that why you're getting hard princess?''\n\nAsh's knees knocked together as the screens lit up to focus on his hip bones. There at the intersection of his loins a small hardon had started rising between his legs, something miraculous yet unsurprising if anyone ever saw his photos. \n\n``Lookit that,'' a demon snorted, ``The prince really is a wimp.''\n\n``Yeaaah!'' guffawed another, ``A father-fucking bitch!''\n\nAsh had none of his weapons, nothing to fall back on this time. This golden bastard did what so few could do: strip his ego and make him as bare and weak as fuck all. \n\nWith a chiding paw, Shin Mao pat his head, ``There there son. Not so funny when it happens to you is it?''\n\nDespite the circumstances Mao Mao had to chime in with a triumphant, ``YE-YEAH!''\n\nShin Mao continued, ``It's a loooot....excitement of your father naked, knowing you can never compare to the penis that spat you out...'' He seemed to get amusement from Ash's shaking, how his narration had an effect on the dead rabbit, ``But you think `if only daddy can see me, he'd be proud of me.' As if daddy will somehow give You the responsibility of the duties only a wife can have...the thought overwhelms you so much...it's too much for one tiny penis to hold isn't it..''\n\nAsh thumped his foot, hoping to ride it out. But the sexual overtures of Shin Mao's voice, the seductive way he spoke to Ash's own salacious needs...the sheer humiliation of it, how could his cock hold it all? Ash started to go cross-eyed, spurting a weak stream of cum live on TV. Demons started to jeer, draining the last of Ash's hard-earned credibility.\n\n``Some prince, he can't even jizz like one!''\n\n``He'd be better off in a harem!''\n\nShin Mao tsked, ``Poor son...the pressures of ruling hell was just too much for you, wasn't it?'' the elderly feline nursed his own growing erection, as he plopped his ass right on the throne effectively crushing it, ``Let daddy take care of it.''\n\n``But I'm...''\n\nShin Mao asserted with greater command, ``You're Mao Mao and Max's brother...now your brother's need you.''\n\nAsh stumbled in a hazy state, coming across the still prostrate Mao Mao and Max. Ash started to grunt, fighting as his mind started to mesh with memories. He swore he had a life in hell...not as a Mao...or maybe he was always a Mao, ``Mmm...hey...''\n\n``Big...'' Mao Mao curiously gathered about Ash with a gentle kiss, ``Big bro...''\n\nMax joined in the fun, the trio conjoined with a kiss of their cocks while their hands slipped so perfectly upon each other's hips and asses like the completion of an art. Max drew his tongue at Mao Mao's neck as his two other `brother's' kissed. Did Max simply play along? Or did he lose his minds with them? They'd never know.\n\nShin Mao purred, noting as the audience made lewd noises as the screens made an extreme close up of the two flaccid cocks plus one jutting Max hard on kissing, ``That's what daddy likes seeing, his boys getting along.'' the father cat spread his legs, his tool now a great canon primed for launching, aching for devastation, ``Come serve your king boys.''\n\nAll three knealt down, their hands moving over Shin Mao's beastly genitalia. Shin Mao chastised Max, ``Not you. Your punishment is to give your brothers a prostate massage.''\n\nMax bit his lip, his libido never quite leaving, ``C'moooon I haven't bottomed in foreeever.''\n\n``The rate you're going,'' Shin Mao affirmed, ``It'll be never unless you can contain yourself. Now fuck your two sissy brothers.''\n\n``Aaaaugh - '' cried Max.\n\nShin Mao spread his legs wider, knowing full well the imagery of Ash starting to muttering and kiss at his hillside scrotum as Mao Mao cuddled and massaged great folds of sick cock skin made Max ache with jealousy, ``Say it.''\n\n``I'm...'' Max bounced like a wretched imp, ``I WILL pound my brother's prostates, happy?!''\n\n``OH...very...'' Shin Mao exulted, the tongue massage Ash gave his nuts making him roll his eyes.\n\nAsh felt himself nearly gone. He lived like this for ages didn't he? He always lived like this, one of the many of Shin Mao's fuck toys. Ah not Shin Mao - daddy. His daddy. How blessed he was that his dad Shin Mao ruled hell, giving him the chance to prove his worth.\n\nAsh tensed as something prodded and kissed at the holes in his hip bones. Max, the demon. The lagomorph made the dead bunny grunt and gasp until somehow he felt the dick slip and prod through his ribcage.\n\nMao Mao had lost himself ages ago, mindlessly lost in sacrament with the flesh of his father. Ages he long dreamed of it, secretly stroking himself to the consummation of it. And here in the truest hells he founds his dream a reality. He once wished to escape hell, but now? He stood at the very end of his maker, kissing the soaked helmet, tonguing the geyser font of his father.\n\nMax's hips smacked against the skeleton's bones with a meaty clack, clack. Ash wish he could say his humiliation gave him better control, but Max's drilling sent sensual butterflies to his loins. He had no shadow of a prayer with stamina. Max knew this as he yanked Ash's years, grinding the deposed prince until Ash Whimpered and unloaded another helpless whining puddle of his cream on the light up floor.\n\n``Shame,'' chided Shin, tending to his monstrous oozing stalk, ``You lack the Mao family stamina yet. We'll work that into you with your brother.''\n\nAsh made keening noises, undignified for a prince. The animated energy of the demons, already excitedly jerking or rubbing or fingering their privates through this loathsome public ritual. Ash never had been so degraded, so humiliated. \n\n``I've had my share of fleshlights,'' Max grunted mid-pant, ``You'd be what? A bonelight.''\n\n``That's enough,'' commanded Shin, ``Your other brother needs tending to.''\n\nMao Mao rolled his hips against his will. That rabbity thing's dick already smacked with a hefty wallop. The searing iron of his dick made his hole flex with trepidation. \n\nMax knew, teasing, ``Don't worry, I'm only gonna obliterate your prostate like an out of control MRI scan.'' \n\n``Your FOREPLAY could at least be gentler,'' growled Mao Mao when that heat kissed and made his entire self expand. Mao Mao started to tremble, kicking his legs as he yowled, ``Aaaaaaaagh you're you're filling meeeeeee!!!''\n\n``How can you work your way up to being a man when you can't even please a man?'' the golden father chastised.\n\n``He's pretty pleasing - nff - enough!!!'' His hips slammed with a doffing of the lagomorph's petite balls against Mao Mao's backside.\n\nMao Mao's mind twisted down a river of sensual madness. He closed his eyes, imaging that his dad not this `brother' was laying him some pipe. The fur on his back started to stand on his end as he started to mumble excitedly, ``Daddy...oh fu-fuck me daddy...show me I'm yours ple-please dadddy!''\n\n``Not till I finish my taxes,'' grunted Max.\n\nMax fully wrapped himself about Mao Mao, leaving the cat mounted like a beast. Mao Mao didn't mind the hot breath on his face he squeezed his eyes tight shut, images of his lewd incestuous dreams where his father found him on his bed and finally consummated his forbidden fantasy, ``Daddy fuck me daddy!!''\n\n``Shameful...'' Shin Mao shook his head, masturbating on his throne, ``Then again, you were always a slut weren't you son?''\n\n``YES!'' screamed Mao Mao, ``I'm your slut!!! Marry me, make me your whore daddy!!!''\n\nShin Mao chuckled with a grin, ``Tell you what. You and your brother can join my harem...if you can show everyone what your useless little dick is good for.'' \n\nThe original son nodded feverishly, ``Ye-yes. Yes!''\n\nShin Mao snapped his fingers, ``Max.''\n\nMax knew what to do. With a sudden turn, he hoisted Mao Mao to reveal the feline impaled on his cock as they stood fucking before the maddening audience. ``Smile for everyone, onee-chan.''\n\n``Aww daddy's bitch.'' one said.\n\nSoon it caught on as a chant as Max drilled and tugged his exposed anus, ``Ohhh that's right...I'm daddy's bitch..daddy's...bi...'' How long did he hold on? Longer than a minute. It must have been the longest he ever held out in his life. But his thumb of a prick could no longer bear it. The exposed cocklet freely spewed before its animated crowd. For once, Mao Mao loved it.\n\n``Aww now that's what two good sons look like,'' cooed Shin Mao as he scooped Mao Mao and Ash, ``C'mere...'' \n\nMax smacked his lips with slight jealousy as the feline and dead prince laid across one mighty drooping pec, left to gnaw one a nipple the size of one's face. Shin Mao purred, spreading his legs out as he stroked himself, ``Thaaaat's it.''\n\nFor the first time Max made a little whine.\n\nShin Mao chuckled, ``Just masturbate in front of daddy for me. Maybe next time you'll prove what a good boy you are and get milky privilege.''\n\nGod, Max swallowed dryly as he watched his two `brothers' gulp down oozing milk. It must taste like true mana. The lagomorph groaned as he fell to the floor pumping himself below his `dad's' shadow, ``Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhgh...''\n\n``Good boys forget about being mouthy,'' Shin Mao wiggled his toes while wrenching about his length, ``Good boys forget about Sammys, don't they?''\n\n``Uuuugh...'' Max tried articulating as he pumped with both hands, ``I guess...''\n\n``Ah ah ah,'' the golden father rolled his neck as he released his grip to stroke his other `son's' heads, ``Want to see your daddy's cum?''\n\nMax gnawed his own lower lip, ``I'll be...a good boy...forget mouthy...forget Sam...''\n\nThe admittance was enough to send a great flex through Shin Mao's pelvis, ``My discipline really got through to you...now son...lay back and learn to shoot hands free like your old man---hhhhrk!!!''\n\nThe elder feline's pisshole erupted a fountain of hot semen that gushed onto Max with the pressure of a firehose. Max collapsed into a burial of cum, his body convulsing as he lurched and jizzed, letting his own ball's load freely intermix with his `father's'.\n\n Shin Mao grunted deeply, curling his toes and thrusting mightily into the air as he fired ungodly load after load into the discotheque. Demons started to panic, fleeing the golden father's great ejaculation. Shin Mao only commanded, ``Watch boys. This is how - ungh--I planted your seeds.''\n\nMao Mao mewled helplessly, his ass shaking as his dick helplessly shot into Mao Mao's hands. The smaller damned hero whined as he struggled to contain it. \n\nHis father only laughed, ``That's it, princess.''\n\nSomething else came over Mao Mao, ``My...I feel so smooth?''\n\n``Screw that,'' Ash gasped mindlessly, watching as gold material formed around his bones, ``I feel actual...mass? Skin?''\n\n``Don't fight it,'' commanded Shin Mao.\n\nAll three `brothers' twisted and moaned, their bodies experiencing a reconfiguration from the very word of the golden father. They watched as the gold changed, reshaped each of them. Shin Mao's `son's' soon changed themselves too, growing greater hip-to-waist ratio, their asses more pronounced - shocking for Ash given he was nothing but bone before. Now all of them looked like their `father', bodies of golden skin albeit with sensual curves. \n\n``Now you're worthy to start being my children,'' Shin Mao purred, ``Ash...go show your brother how much you love him.''\n\nAsh groped as his own fleshy thighs, crawling across their father's tits. Mao Mao must have been in that same stupor as both embraced, groping each other's finely shaped asses.\n\n``You too, Maxxine...'' Shin Mao beckoned.\n\nThe lagomorph crawled, that same glossy look taking over his eyes as he scaled his `father' so round so big so masculine....to meet with his slutty kin. Max could only moan helplessly as he joined the other two, sandwhiched between their `father's' moobs. Shin Mao gazed upon his work, three helpless stooges grinding their soft cocks against each other as they entwined and slurped and kissed. Shin Mao chuckled deeply.\n\nThe underworld changed greatly under Shin Mao's usurping. Forgotten were the old ways of hell. Now there rose a cream of those who lived to follow the golden angel's words of strength of discipline...and those who served them, their sensual toys.\n\nBut their days of mindlessly serving the golden father did not soften them. Demons in hell feared when they saw the golden three prowling about in hell. When Shin Mao dispatched his scions, it meant either his hunger for flesh or discipline grew - often both.\n\nThose that knew hell beforehand would always tell all this: in all of hell's history there were two days, the day before Shin Mao and the day after Shin Mao.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tThe morning punctured his ears with abrasive dance music. Mao Mao grumbled rolling over, since when did he put electro as his alarm?

He shot up. Since never; heroes put on righteous guitar licks as heroes should. Mao Mao groped the tile floor growling as the pulsating techno beat throbbed through his head, ``Badgerclooops....''

Clawing through his hazy surroundings he threw open the vague black door to a mishmash of dizzying candy colored lights strobing and spinning through the vinyl blackness around him. He shouted, ``Badgerclops my yes to `making the living room a rave was only a one time yes - '.

He stopped, aware of not only the sudden long screech of the record's brakes but of the cool air slapping his fur.

``Whose the dweeb?'' one guttural gurgling voice burbled out.

Another deeper, near-warped voice mocked, ``Who cares? You SEE the way his ass jiggles when he talks? Talk about a total piece of MEAT....''

Mao Mao shot his glance down before stumbling back in horror as his eyes followed the invisible crow'd's mocking lines. His eyes rolled over his own subtle stomach paunch and . No stockings, no robe, no fundoshi, nothing, ``I'm...Jm....

 The word flashed across his mind like  broad neon sign as he hoarsely whispered ``Nakey.''

``Did he say `nakey'?'' Mao Mao's head spun as shapes moved among the strobing lights. He saw moving parts, things that resembled teeth...that's as far as similarities to himself went. He started to make out twisted limbs, flapping jaws, various eyes in places they shouldn't be, jutting horns, quadrupedal sets of legs, oozing faces, lesions, beaks, drooling probsci - none of these suggested the earthly. A tall set of legs jutting into some rainbow-colored explosion of hair stamped its platform shoes, ``Wow what a baby.''

A viciously horned beast, something like an ibex cut in, ``Can you blame him?'' They guffawed pointing between his covered loins, ``You should've seen his pathetic dinky weenie!''

One massive wax lips on stiletto heels and claws stepped behind  Mao Mao, ``Aww is that true? Do you got a lil dick?''

Mao Mao sucked in his own lip, looking down. The voices, the cool air on his ass and nipples...he couldn't help it if it started getting him hot, ``I just made a wrong turn...I'm gonna be going...'' He tried side-stepping with a still-obscured crotch as he tried shimmying back.

``'Going'?!'' spat a voice. Other demonic voices joined in with a bristle of chuckles, ``Do know where you are? You're going nowhere, big-ass!''

A slippery appendage whipped across his fat rump, making his ass ripple with pain. Mao Mao yelped, jumping with his hand glued to his crotch, ``Hands off! That's hero merchandise!''

``Why so shy?'' Teased a toothy beast, ``Afraid people won't see you'll measure up?''

``No-no...'' the feline's head started to head up, his eyes darting around, ``I just don't like being...nakey in front of so many people...''

``Now we gotta get his hands away!'' teased a beast.

Another voice added, ``I bet he's hard right now!''

Mao Mao bit his lower lip, the attention sending the flush of blood to his loins.

``Awww lil' guy about to shoot a tiny wad?''

The feline hissed, ``I'm not little...''

``Did someone mention public humiliation?'' an exceedingly chipper voice pipped in.

The crowd shuffled, parting to make way for a diminutive figure. Mao Mao saw he reached just his size. Despite that, the snowy furred rabbit exuded some kind of fearsome reputation that made even the other demons in the club shuffle about uncomfortably. One whispered, ``Him...this chubby twink's fucked.''

Mao Mao froze up when the rabbit's belly made contact with his, The monstrous tuber slung from between the rabbit's legs intimidated him enough, but then lagomorph revealed his seamless row of shark incisors sitting inside his eternally grinning maw, ``Never thought an inferiority complex would package itself into such a curvy package.''

``Hrrrgh,'' Mao Mao shifted , well too aware his hands stood as the only thing separating him from the lagomorph, ``Very funny, but how about you keep blocking the view of me till I find something to cover myself.'' He made a pathetic appeal to authority, ``I'm making an order.''

``It's so cute how you're making words,'' the rabbity thing clacked his teeth, ``But did you know the whole time you were on the edge of a breakdown over your body image issues, your nipples have been left out in the cold! Warm them up, those pepperonis need a home!''

``Could you stop jabb - ahh! WHAT ARE YOU - '' too late the lagomorph already started tweaking his hands over Mao Mao's exposed areolas. The surge of stomach-tickling goodness flooded him, the throbbing cupped in his hands now like a heartbeat. He squirmed, much to the delight of the voyeuristic club about him.

``What a little wimp,'' guffawed a voice.

Mao Mao squirmed, growling to suppress a moan. This only served to make his mewls come out all the more pathetic. As the lagomorph dragged his tongue across his neck/ Mao Mao  whimpered, ``Ah...ah....''

``Hmmm,'' the lagomorph mused with a noisy slurp, ``Good, but look at that! Your tuccus is dragging its feet in the cold, openly railing against government and making everyone on the bus uncomfortable! We gotta get that booty housed ASAP!''

``Hrrrrrgh could stop talking nons - MROW!!!'' Mao Mao jolted with his hands free, the hyper rabbity creature slipping his thick digits between his thick cheeks, exposing his puckered hole to the delight of the audience as Mao Mao arched his back to every prod of his quivering sinkhole, ``THIS IS JUST MAKING ME MORE EXPOSED.''

``Haha,'' guffawed one demon, ``That Max is a certified FREAK.''

Max, crudely kissing the feline's chin as he fingered his partner, proudly wiggled his own rabbity ass to the crowd, ``Whew for a moment I thought you descended from a line of mutants who had their arms fused to their crotch. Thank goodness it's just a little dick.''

Mao Mao blew up, unable to hide his thumb-like boner jutting only to barely measure up to his gut overhang, ``IT'S NOT LITTLE.''

``It's sooooo adorable,'' during the entire exchange Max's third leg worked itself up to a titanic leviathan, jutting from biblical metaphor like a proud beast as the glistening fat head oozed between the two naked men's chins, a towering mass of flesh and veins that visibly pumped Max's heartbeat. Mao Mao swore it even gave off its own hazy atmosphere, ``Can the embarrassed middle aged man's weewee come out and play?''

``Stop-stop saying that...'' Mao Mao trembled, his tackle bait fitting perfectly against the curvature between the base of Max's cock and the rabbit's plump fat balls. By comparison Mao Mao's own nuts drooped low and mightily, only serving to emphasize the smallness of his penis. He swallowed, the attention, the humiliation making his cock feel so sensitive.

``Haha look at his little winky!'' cried out a demon.

Another commented, ``Look at him shaking, I think he's going to jizz!''

The feline breathed deep. He had to remember his training, even as the rabbit fingered his ass with no mercly. He had to try, even as Max breathed in his face, ``Don't cum. Doooon't cum. Don't jizz. Don't let your peepee do the splishsplash. Don't let your trickler do the splort. Don't cum big guy you can do it, don't absolutely mess up and nut before every - ''

``AAAH!! HMMMFGH!!'' Mao Mao couldn't bear it anymore. His cock held only for as long as possible - even when topping he never could last this long. The feline started to tear up as his pathetic dick started oozing cum, sloppily jizzing cream on the dazzling disco floor. His hole twitched against Max's thumb, his drooping sack heaving as it refused to end his humiliating ejaculation. Max kissed his neck, nicking him as he cried through his own orgasm.

``He cums like a bitch,'' said one demon.

Another added, ``Max did a good job breaking that whore damn.''

``Aww don't worry,'' Max assured, ``You'd be a hit in ancient Greece - or was it just in grease?''

The crowd and music spun about Mao Mao like a chaotic haze - what was this place? Why was he being humiliated like this? He stumbled in place, running his hands through his own head as he muttered, ``This place...it's like...it's almost like...''

``He - '' a voice started before Max cut in.

``Aich Ee Double Hockey Sticks,'' Max childishly finished.

The silhouette groaned, ``Thanks Max, I can count on you to ruin the mystique of my inductions.''

``Hey I do all the hard work don't I?'' the lagomorph clicked his tongue making a finger gun.

The shadow revealed a similar figure to Max - supposing Max was dead. Mao Mao saw a skeleton rabbit, draped in splotches of blood and a grandiose tattered cape. The mood of the club changed as the demons nodded their head slightly.

``Lord Ash,'' many muttered.

The dead rabbit swung his cape, ``Fucking the newly damned isn't work.'' The skull focused his golden eyes on Mao Mao, ``By the way, if you didn't pick up on the many, many, many hints: welcome to hell.''

``HELL?!'' Mao Mao spluttered.

Ash nodded, ``You know, Tartarus, Nifleheim, Gehenna, Xibalba, Jahannam, Naraka, Davy Jones' Locker, the bad place - ``

``New Jersey,'' said Max.

Ash kicked the lagomorph right in his scrotum - winning no reaction but a spurt of pre - as he continued, ``The underworld. I rule it. Thanks for coming aboard and stuff.''

``WH - bu--'' Mao Mao violently whipped around, ``I'maheroIdon'tbelonginhell. Name one thing that I deserve for being here?''

Once he took his seat upon a steel throne with excessive spikes and amps, Ash pressed a remote, ``Daddy issues first off.''

Mao Mao bit at the air, ``I do NOT have daddy issues!''

``Oh wow okay,'' Ash sighed, massive flatscreens lighting up around him, ``So this isn't daddy issues?''

On every TV a vid of the felid hero popped up, several playing on splitscreens to take up space. On them the entire establishment could see in high definition the shot muscle gut figure of Mao Mao sprawled out playing his puny dagger like a flute, quickly stroking the underside with two fingers as he either kicked his legs or bounced his ass on a golden dildo.

Mao Mao started to unhinge his jaw before his own voice cut in - a chorus of his voice crying, ``Mmmmgh daddy! Daddy! Fuck me daddy! Daddy you're so biig - ''

Splurt splut splurt, one pathetic ejaculation after another of Mao Mao making a mess all over himself as he frantically climaxed on screen to his incestuous fantasies.

The demons went from stunned quiet to jeering.

``What a freak!''

``I'd hate to be that shrimplet's dad!''

``Come here little bitchboy, I'll be your daddy.''

Max grinned enthusiastically, ``Damn, makes me wish Sam was my father to have horrifically taboo incestuous fantasies about.''

The feline flattened, ``THAT'S why I'm in hell?! I could have meant Badgerclops for CRYIN' out loud!''

``Ah fuck Shin - '' Mao Mao on screen interrupted, ``Make me your new wife!!''

Ash quirked one ear as he lowered another, ``Too bad incest doesn't get you into hell - I didn't make the rules.''

``OK so can you turn it off?!'' fumed Mao Mao.

``There's a long list of why you're here.'' Ash snorted, ``This is the tip of what you deserve.''

``Tip? I mean right now?'' asked Max.

Ash twitched irritably, ``I should have kicked YOU out.''

``But I have to stay?!'' Mao Mao stamped his foot irritably, ``I'm the hero-sheriff-parental-guardian damnit! You have to let me go for good behavior!''

``You lived your life on a  high horse,'' asserted the princely dead rabbit, ``You went around shoving what you thought was right and you beat the crap out of them when they got in your way. But most of all you're annoying.''

Mao Mao almost slumped to the floor - how fortunate that the fleshy lagomorph caught him, ``I'm...annoying?''

Ash swiped a small glass of red liquid, ``Yeah. It kind of pisses me off. Honestly, can't think of a better way then for you to work your ass as a dancer here.''

The feline quivered, the shivers of his exposed nakeyness sending a jolt of excitement down his nethers again. He felt the room starting to spin, the faces of the damned boxing him into a corner with his own image jizzing over and over again. Mao Mao's sadness turned into fury as he roared, ``Do you have to pick NOW to start jerking it?!''

``Not like it's going to change,'' Max asserted, moving his grip up and down his increasingly slippery heated erection as it jutted rudely against Mao Mao's gut. The feline struggled, mewling pathetically as the crowd chanted Max on.

Ash tsked, sliding back in his throne, ``Emotional torture's great, but I was looking for some actual physical torture.''

The disco started thumping to a new rhythm, one much grander on a scale of ego and menace. As the ground shook, the collective gathering of the damned raised their heads, parting like a sea of mismatched teeth and eyes as something proudly made its way to the main dance floor.

Ash hissed, the glow of the intruder making his eyes sting. How dare something glow so bright and clash against Ash's own design sensibilities? The skeletal rabbit put on shades as he groused, ``I didn't order for obnoxious glowing assholes, so if you're wanting the Prince of Hell to shove his fist down your throat just wait your turn.''

``Gotta say for a prince of Hell you're sure a romantic,'' sighed Max mid-fap.

The figure not only outpaced most demons in height but he outdone them in width. To most this stranger appeared as some golden titan, a mass of jiggling fat and muscle. His swollen man-tits and vast fatherly gut hung over warm tight thighs that could crush a living soul, ultimately cradling a stable's worth of stud juice carried in swollen breeding pendulums all overshadowed by a half-hard drooping iron that ached to test its irons with an oozing foreskin that threatened to consume weaker cocks. Atop this aged sagging physique at war with the world rested an old feline brow, lines under his eyes as his whiskers drooped.

Mao Mao nearly burned in the glow of the man that haunted him, the man that stung his lips as a nasty secret in his bed, the man that twisted many a disorder in his mind and cock, the name that blasted on the club's speakers, ``...daddy?''

The demonic crowd started to go wild, ``THAT'S daddy?!''

``Hubba hubba with a dick like that I'll be that little shit.''

``Anyone would lose their minds over THAT.''

Shin Mao's solemn voice echoed, bearing a grave new divine authority with it, ``Son...you shame your family...a Mao should be able to keep his composure more than a measly minute...''

Max proudly approached the tall chunk of feline, still stroking himself in audible schlips, ``That ain't the only thing that's measly about him am I right?''

With a tired lift of one eyelid, Shin regarded the ludicrous rabbity thing with disdain, ``Young man...where's your father?''

``Mary Kay is my best guess, doesn't matter,'' the lagomorph bounced excitedly, ``So being in hell and all, would it be rude to NOT give you a cum tribute?''

Shin Mao scoffed, waving his hand, ``No wonder you're so unruly...no discipline....'' His voice grew deeper, the light intensifying, ``You'll show me respect. On the floor, ass in the air.''

More whistling and jeers erupted from the crowd, but Max simply shrugged as he dropped down on all fours, clapping his wide ass cheeks in the air like spring had descended upon his hole, ``Alright big guy, been awhile since I been publicly degraded that didn't involve speeding tickets. Hit me!''

Slowly the golden father drew his regard to his wayward naked son, ``Look at you, hiding your shame. Now's your chance to make it right.'' He jabbed his golden finger to the lagomorph, ``Mao Mao, your younger brother's misbehaving.'' Shin Mao marched on until his stood with his minotaur genitals hanging just in Tantulus' reach from the lagomorph's face, ``Show him what happens when family misbehaves.''

Max sighed, ``Am I REALLY going to be disciplined by him? He can't even spank his own monkey!''

The demons started to mutter with disbelief.

``...what the fuck is the old man talking about?''

``Brother?!'' Mao Mao spluttered, ``Since when did that become my brother!?''

``You needed responsibility,'' chastised Shin Mao, squeezing himself a marinade of precum into Max's face, ``No greater responsibility than having two brothers.''

``I'm pregnant?!'' gasped Max dramatically.

``WHATAREYOUTWOTALKINGABOUT?!'' screamed Mao Mao.

Ash pinched his brow, ``Great question, great chance to answer it somewhere else because this is really getting off topic from what I do here. Hell isn't a BDSM club, okay?!''

Shin Mao grinned, ``Good to see you're joining the conversation, our newest Mao.''

Ash's ears shot up, his eyes wide open, ``Huh. No see, I already have a family tree. King of hell, going way way way WAY back. That makes me royalty and you the subject.''

The elderly feline waved his hand, ``Quiet little Mao, your other brother's learning his lesson.''

``Yeah shut up onee-san,'' teased Max, ``Onee-chan was about to teach me a lesson for being a bad kitty-cat.'' Max wiggled his ass again, ``Mrow.''

Shin's voice deepened, ``The next time your brother sasses me. Grab his tail. Discipline him. Prove you're a Mao, son.''

``Oh no, I'd really hate that,'' sneered Max hopping at the old man's cock, ``Better stop me!''

Mao Mao quivered, ``But...''

``Butt,'' giggled Max.

Shin Mao repeated, ``Prove you're still a part of this family. Do it. Get control of your brother.''

Mao Mao's head was spinning as he seized the rabbit's tail in his grip - amazing how much that ass wiggled in his grasp. That stupid sensual ass. Not fair that rabbity thing was blessed with such a prodigious rear and a long desirable cock. Bastard. Mao Mao grew more frustrated, that frustration rising with each urging of Shin Mao to `be a true Mao'.

Mao Mao reared forward, sinking his teeth into Max's cheeks. He bit deep, his incisors savoring the quake of Max's ass.

``Theeeere you go princess,'' Shin Mao cooed.

The demonic crowd had started to file out, leaving only the most hardcore of the damned to witness as Max yipped, ``Wow! Did you just nip into my rump like a stale cruller? Look I don't know you that well buddy.''

Mao Mao lost himself into it, leveling a hurricane of slaps across Max's shaking cheeks, ``DOWN! DOWN! DOWN BOY!''

Shin Mao commanded, ``That's enough.

Mao Mao stopped mid-smack, both sides of this equation heaving. Max groaned, ``Aww that's it?'' Max wiggled his ass, presenting himself as some sort of lure to the reluctant punisher, ``You can do better than that onee-chan.''

Mao Mao groaned, ``Don't see how this is helping to make him behave.''

The father folded his arms, ``Patience son, patience....nothing further than to bow before your god, your daddy~''

Whistles erupted from the peanut gallery.

``Dad not now,'' whined Mao Mao.

``Enough arguing,'' the father's word echoed in deep reverberations as he commanded, ``I want to see my all my sons bowing themselves, that means you too, Ash.''

Ash jolted once more, ``Did the part about my real actual dad pass through those ears? Is your brain just a teapot?''

``Now Ash,'' the floors shook with Shin Mao's approach, ``Of all the boys, your disrespect for your father runs deepest.'' Ash never realized how much the golden creature towered until Shin Mao seized him from his own throne, ``Surrounding yourself with all this pomp and circumstance...'' Ash yelped as he felt his cloak get torn away in Shin Mao's massive hand, ``All to hide the fact you're an unruly whelp that craves his father's big fat cock to set him straight.''

Ash flared up. How dare this pretender angel humiliate him? Did he know what he did to the last one hundred demons that even dare expose him publicly? And he speaks of his own father, the king, in such disgusting terms? Ash trembled, ``Yeah yeah I'm a jerk with a heart of gun that's aiming for your face, you old pervert. You don't measure up to my dad, so don't bother comparing yourself to him!''

The elderly cat grinned, letting the naked exposed skeleton stand right by his cyclopean schlong. That half-chubbed meat dwarfed Ash in body height alone. Shin Mao chuckled, ``Don't worry son, I won't let anyone know you get excited thinking about your dad.''

``That's YOUR fetish.''

Shin Mao's teeth seemed almost predatory, ``Oh? Is that why you're getting hard princess?''

Ash's knees knocked together as the screens lit up to focus on his hip bones. There at the intersection of his loins a small hardon had started rising between his legs, something miraculous yet unsurprising if anyone ever saw his photos.

``Lookit that,'' a demon snorted, ``The prince really is a wimp.''

``Yeaaah!'' guffawed another, ``A father-fucking bitch!''

Ash had none of his weapons, nothing to fall back on this time. This golden bastard did what so few could do: strip his ego and make him as bare and weak as fuck all.

With a chiding paw, Shin Mao pat his head, ``There there son. Not so funny when it happens to you is it?''

Despite the circumstances Mao Mao had to chime in with a triumphant, ``YE-YEAH!''

Shin Mao continued, ``It's a loooot....excitement of your father naked, knowing you can never compare to the penis that spat you out...'' He seemed to get amusement from Ash's shaking, how his narration had an effect on the dead rabbit, ``But you think `if only daddy can see me, he'd be proud of me.' As if daddy will somehow give You the responsibility of the duties only a wife can have...the thought overwhelms you so much...it's too much for one tiny penis to hold isn't it..''

Ash thumped his foot, hoping to ride it out. But the sexual overtures of Shin Mao's voice, the seductive way he spoke to Ash's own salacious needs...the sheer humiliation of it, how could his cock hold it all? Ash started to go cross-eyed, spurting a weak stream of cum live on TV. Demons started to jeer, draining the last of Ash's hard-earned credibility.

``Some prince, he can't even jizz like one!''

``He'd be better off in a harem!''

Shin Mao tsked, ``Poor son...the pressures of ruling hell was just too much for you, wasn't it?'' the elderly feline nursed his own growing erection, as he plopped his ass right on the throne effectively crushing it, ``Let daddy take care of it.''

``But I'm...''

Shin Mao asserted with greater command, ``You're Mao Mao and Max's brother...now your brother's need you.''

Ash stumbled in a hazy state, coming across the still prostrate Mao Mao and Max. Ash started to grunt, fighting as his mind started to mesh with memories. He swore he had a life in hell...not as a Mao...or maybe he was always a Mao,  ``Mmm...hey...''

``Big...'' Mao Mao curiously gathered about Ash with a gentle kiss, ``Big bro...''

Max joined in the fun, the trio conjoined with a kiss of their cocks while their hands slipped so perfectly upon each other's hips and asses like the completion of an art. Max drew his tongue at Mao Mao's neck as his two other `brother's' kissed. Did Max simply play along? Or did he lose his minds with them? They'd never know.

Shin Mao purred, noting as the audience made lewd noises as the screens made an extreme close up of the two flaccid cocks plus one jutting Max hard on kissing, ``That's what daddy likes seeing, his boys getting along.'' the father cat spread his legs, his tool now a great canon primed for launching, aching for devastation, ``Come serve your king boys.''

All three knealt down, their hands moving over Shin Mao's beastly genitalia. Shin Mao chastised Max, ``Not you. Your punishment is to give your brothers a prostate massage.''

Max bit his lip, his libido never quite leaving, ``C'moooon I haven't bottomed in foreeever.''

``The rate you're going,'' Shin Mao affirmed, ``It'll be never unless you can contain yourself. Now fuck your two sissy brothers.''

``Aaaaugh - '' cried Max.

Shin Mao spread his legs wider, knowing full well the imagery of Ash starting to muttering and kiss at his hillside scrotum as Mao Mao cuddled and massaged great folds of sick cock skin made Max ache with jealousy, ``Say it.''

``I'm...'' Max bounced like a wretched imp, ``I WILL pound my brother's prostates, happy?!''

``OH...very...'' Shin Mao exulted, the tongue massage Ash gave his nuts making him roll his eyes.

Ash felt himself nearly gone. He lived like this for ages didn't he? He always lived like this, one of the many of Shin Mao's fuck toys. Ah not Shin Mao - daddy. His daddy. How blessed he was that his dad Shin Mao ruled hell, giving him the chance to prove his worth.

Ash tensed as something prodded and kissed at the holes in his hip bones. Max, the demon. The lagomorph made the dead bunny grunt and gasp until somehow he felt the dick slip and prod through his ribcage.

Mao Mao had lost himself ages ago, mindlessly lost in sacrament with the flesh of his father. Ages he long dreamed of it, secretly stroking himself to the consummation of it. And here in the truest hells he founds his dream a reality. He once wished to escape hell, but now? He stood at the very end of his maker, kissing the soaked helmet, tonguing the geyser font of his father.

Max's hips smacked against the skeleton's bones with a meaty clack, clack. Ash wish he could say his humiliation gave him better control, but Max's drilling sent sensual butterflies to his loins. He had no shadow of a prayer with stamina. Max knew this as he yanked Ash's years, grinding the deposed prince until Ash Whimpered and unloaded another helpless whining puddle of his cream on the light up floor.

``Shame,'' chided Shin, tending to his monstrous oozing stalk, ``You lack the Mao family stamina yet. We'll work that into you with your brother.''

Ash made keening noises, undignified for a prince. The animated energy of the demons, already excitedly jerking or rubbing or fingering their privates through this loathsome public ritual. Ash never had been so degraded, so humiliated.

``I've had my share of fleshlights,'' Max grunted mid-pant, ``You'd be what? A bonelight.''

``That's enough,'' commanded Shin, ``Your other brother needs tending to.''

Mao Mao rolled his hips against his will. That rabbity thing's dick already smacked with a hefty wallop. The searing iron of his dick made his hole flex with trepidation.

Max knew, teasing, ``Don't worry, I'm only gonna obliterate your prostate like an out of control MRI scan.''

``Your FOREPLAY could at least be gentler,'' growled Mao Mao when that heat kissed and made his entire self expand. Mao Mao started to tremble, kicking his legs as he yowled, ``Aaaaaaaagh you're you're filling meeeeeee!!!''

``How can you work your way up to being a man when you can't even please a man?'' the golden father chastised.

``He's pretty pleasing - nff - enough!!!'' His hips slammed with a doffing of the lagomorph's petite balls against Mao Mao's backside.

Mao Mao's mind twisted down a river of sensual madness. He closed his eyes, imaging that his dad not this `brother' was laying him some pipe. The fur on his back started to stand on his end as he started to mumble excitedly, ``Daddy...oh fu-fuck me daddy...show me I'm yours ple-please dadddy!''

``Not till I finish my taxes,'' grunted Max.

Max fully wrapped himself about Mao Mao, leaving the cat mounted like a beast. Mao Mao didn't mind the hot breath on his face he squeezed his eyes tight shut, images of his lewd incestuous dreams where his father found him on his bed and finally consummated his forbidden fantasy, ``Daddy fuck me daddy!!''

``Shameful...'' Shin Mao shook his head, masturbating on his throne, ``Then again, you were always a slut weren't you son?''

``YES!'' screamed Mao Mao, ``I'm your slut!!! Marry me, make me your whore daddy!!!''

Shin Mao chuckled with a grin, ``Tell you what. You and your brother can join my harem...if you can show everyone what your useless little dick is good for.''

The original son nodded feverishly, ``Ye-yes. Yes!''

Shin Mao snapped his fingers, ``Max.''

Max knew what to do. With a sudden turn, he hoisted Mao Mao to reveal the feline impaled on his cock as they stood fucking before the maddening audience. ``Smile for everyone, onee-chan.''

``Aww daddy's bitch.'' one said.

Soon it caught on as a chant as Max drilled and tugged his exposed anus, ``Ohhh that's right...I'm daddy's bitch..daddy's...bi...'' How long did he hold on? Longer than a minute. It must have been the longest he ever held out in his life. But his thumb of a prick could no longer bear it. The exposed cocklet freely spewed before its animated crowd. For once, Mao Mao loved it.

``Aww now that's what two good sons look like,'' cooed Shin Mao as he scooped Mao Mao and Ash, ``C'mere...''

Max smacked his lips with slight jealousy as the feline and dead prince laid across one mighty drooping pec, left to gnaw one a nipple the size of one's face. Shin Mao purred, spreading his legs out as he stroked himself, ``Thaaaat's it.''

For the first time Max made a little whine.

Shin Mao chuckled, ``Just masturbate in front of daddy for me. Maybe next time you'll prove what a good boy you are and get milky privilege.''

God, Max swallowed dryly as he watched his two `brothers' gulp down oozing milk. It must taste like true mana. The lagomorph groaned as he fell to the floor pumping himself below his `dad's' shadow, ``Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhgh...''

``Good boys forget about being mouthy,'' Shin Mao wiggled his toes while wrenching about his length, ``Good boys forget about Sammys, don't they?''

``Uuuugh...'' Max tried articulating as he pumped with both hands, ``I guess...''

``Ah ah ah,'' the golden father rolled his neck as he released his grip to stroke his other `son's' heads, ``Want to see your daddy's cum?''

Max gnawed his own lower lip, ``I'll be...a good boy...forget mouthy...forget Sam...''

The admittance was enough to send a great flex through Shin Mao's pelvis, ``My discipline really got through to you...now son...lay back and learn to shoot hands free like your old man---hhhhrk!!!''

The elder feline's pisshole erupted a fountain of hot semen that gushed onto Max with the pressure of a firehose. Max collapsed into a burial of cum, his body convulsing as he lurched and jizzed, letting his own ball's load freely intermix with his `father's'.

 Shin Mao grunted deeply, curling his toes and thrusting mightily into the air as he fired ungodly load after load into the discotheque. Demons started to panic, fleeing the golden father's great ejaculation. Shin Mao only commanded, ``Watch boys. This is how - ungh--I planted your seeds.''

Mao Mao mewled helplessly, his ass shaking as his dick helplessly shot into Mao Mao's hands. The smaller damned hero whined as he struggled to contain it.

His father only laughed, ``That's it, princess.''

Something else came over Mao Mao, ``My...I feel so smooth?''

``Screw that,'' Ash gasped mindlessly, watching as gold material formed around his bones, ``I feel actual...mass? Skin?''

``Don't fight it,'' commanded Shin Mao.

All three `brothers' twisted and moaned, their bodies experiencing a reconfiguration from the very word of the golden father. They watched as the gold changed, reshaped each of them. Shin Mao's `son's' soon changed themselves too, growing greater hip-to-waist ratio, their asses more pronounced - shocking for Ash given he was nothing but bone before. Now all of them looked like their `father', bodies of golden skin albeit with sensual curves.

``Now you're worthy to start being my children,'' Shin Mao purred, ``Ash...go show your brother how much you love him.''

Ash groped as his own fleshy thighs, crawling across their father's tits. Mao Mao must have been in that same stupor as both embraced, groping each other's finely shaped asses.

``You too, Maxxine...'' Shin Mao beckoned.

The lagomorph crawled, that same glossy look taking over his eyes as he scaled his `father' so round so big so masculine....to meet with his slutty kin. Max could only moan helplessly as he joined the other two, sandwhiched between their `father's' moobs. Shin Mao gazed upon his work, three helpless stooges grinding their soft cocks against each other as they entwined and slurped and kissed. Shin Mao chuckled deeply.

The underworld changed greatly under Shin Mao's usurping. Forgotten were the old ways of hell. Now there rose a cream of those who lived to follow the golden angel's words of strength of discipline...and those who served them, their sensual toys.

But their days of mindlessly serving the golden father did not soften them. Demons in hell feared when they saw the golden three prowling about in hell. When Shin Mao dispatched his scions, it meant either his hunger for flesh or discipline grew - often both.

Those that knew hell beforehand would always tell all this: in all of hell's history there were two days, the day before Shin Mao and the day after Shin Mao.

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