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Did you know that slugcats are hermaphrodites? Each one is born with both male and female parts. So how, you might be wondering, do they claim gender?
Scent. A male slugcat smells differently than a female one. Their biological chromosomes make for how they identify themselves to others of their species. It was a natural part of order for their species.
For one little slugcat, the way his species were was all he knew. He’d never seen another creature before.
Until the rain came and separated him from his family.
Was it that he was a slugcat…? Was it that he was unique… ? Unique not for his species but for the world .
When he found himself thrust into the cruel world outside their burrow, he found himself surrounded by predators and monsters that tried to take advantage of him at every turn. Horrible beasts that wanted to breed him.
Were the worst ones the pole plants? The vultures? The lizards …?
The lizards…
They were vicious and predatory. Stalking the world and tearing into everything that breathes or moves. He’d had too many close calls with them, but one in particular terrified him.
A pink lizard that was at least four times his size. It followed him everywhere he moved, from the warehouse to the gardens to the lake. Stalking him. He’d watched it kill other creatures and monsters that got too close to him and he didn't know why .
He tried to lose it… but the more he tried, the more the lizard seemed to want him.
The little creature poked his head out from his nightly burrow, looking around to make sure he was alone, before he crawled out. Shaking himself off, he jumped down onto the ground, scurrying across the open field. Every noise spooked him and every motion made him twitch.
He darted through a small pipe tube, coming out the other side. He cried out when a flash of green suddenly lunged at him, pinning him hard to the ground. He never heard or saw the lizard coming, as its claws grasped hard to his soft, plump form. His cries were loud, alerting every creature nearby, as he struggled hard. The slugcat yowled when the lizard’s claws scratched into his side, drawing blood, before he was suddenly free.
A flash of pink tore into the green lizard, snarls and hisses vicious and loud, as the two monstrous predators scratched and bit each other.
Taking the opportunity, the slugcat darted away, panting as he tried to flee. He ran towards the edge of a cliff, before launching at one of the poles, grasping onto it. The second he touched the pole, it started twisting around him and he cried out in terror.
From the claws of one predator into the grasp of another.
He thought it was the end, as the pole plant wrapped tight around him. He heard a snarl, and then suddenly the plant went limp as he crashed to the ground. Dazed and hurt, the slugcat could do nothing as the lizard approached him, before it grabbed him in its jaws, dragging the creature to the nearest burrow, darkness swallowing him.
When the slugcat woke up, the sound of rain outside immediately made itself known, the dark of the burrow sheltering him. But as he stirred, he realized he wasn’t alone .
A quiet growl filtered through his consciousness and he tensed up, eyes snapping open as he focused on the large lizard barely an inch from him. He squeaked, ears pinned back, before the lizard took a step towards him, backing him against the corner of the burrow. In a flash, the great beast had him locked in his jaws, pinning him against the ground. Whining at the action, the heat of the lizard at his back made it hard to focus.
The growl reverberated against him and he quivered, feeling the lizard grabbing his tail, lifting it up, poking at his underside with its cocks .
The slugcat couldn’t even struggle, afraid of getting bitten by the strong jaw around him. After a few moments, the other failing to penetrate his underside, he felt the beast suddenly tugging him up, before flipping the smaller creature over.
The sound of the rain grew louder, as the lizard’s cocks poked and prodded at his vulnerable sex. As the lizard pushed down harder against him, the larger male’s cocks pressed down with him, as the pointed tips suddenly spread his walls wide, spearing deep inside him. The poor slugcat cried out, sounds echoing in the burrow, feeling the pressure of the too thick appendages inside his too small body.
The lizard stayed like that for only a single moment, before it pulled back, growling dangerously. When only the tips of its cocks remained, it plunged back deep inside the slugcat, spearing open his hole. There wasn’t even an opportunity for the smaller creature’s own cock to poke from its hidden slit, stopped by the fullness of the lizard’s cocks inside him like this.
As the larger beast fucked into him, thrusting deep in and out, the poor creature was lost to the heat and the friction. It was unlike anything he’d ever experienced, being fucked so roughly . Claimed by the other.
Every thrust was hard and fast and deep , as the lizard’s monstrous ribbed cocks speared into his womb, bringing both pain and pleasure to the slugcat underneath it. Over and over again, thrust after thrust, grinding inside every soft spot and against the little creature’s own trapped cock.
There was nothing he could do as he fell apart, crying out. His body spasmed hard, as the lizard’s teeth pricked into his skin. His cock throbbed, spilling inside his own needy hole, as the lizard fucked him at a punishing pace, his walls pulsing and fluttering around the thick lengths.
And then it was over, as the beast snarled, pinning the slugcat harder against the ground, plunging its cocks deep. As the pointed heads pierced into his womb, the thick lengths throbbed hot and hard, spilling deep inside him and overfilling his much smaller, needy form completely with its hot, thick potent seed.
The creature whined and whimpered, feeling overfull and too hot, but there was nothing he could do, dazed with pleasure and sated so completely for the first time in his life.
The lizard stayed like that as the harsh rain slowed to a soft pitter patter, almost quiet now. After several minutes, the great beast finally moved, but instead of pulling free, it moved their bodies, curling around the little slugcat, keeping its cocks buried deep inside him. The little creature shuddered, feeling the lizard’s tongue washing over his neck, licking up the blood its teeth accidentally drew and he melted against the soft ministrations.
The monster that had been chasing him for weeks finally had him in its clutches… and now was caring for him like a… a…
…a mate ?
The slugcat whimpered quietly, the realization sudden.
The lizard just mated him. Claimed him. Bred him.
The beast purred lowly, suddenly smug and the slugcat whined in answer, squirming slightly. He could still feel the other’s cocks buried inside him and the thought of carrying the lizard’s kits was confusing. Was it supposed to be appealing? Thinking about belonging to the beast? About being plump with its brood?
What about his family…?
The slugcat whimpered, looking back to the entrance of the closed off burrow and his ears pinned back as he reached out a trembling paw. The lizard growled quietly, eyes narrowed, before glancing at the doors. With a huff, it snuggled the slugcat closer, nuzzling into his neck, rumbling lowly.
Looking back at the lizard, the slugcat made a small noise, confused.
There was no other sound from the beast other than its rumbling, and they stayed like that until the rain stopped. As the burrow’s entrance unlocked, hissing open, the lizard finally withdrew from the poor slugcat’s abused hole. By this point, the lizard’s seed had trapped itself in the smaller creature’s womb, preventing it from leaking even a single ounce, only solidifying the beast’s desire to breed the creature.
Quivering and weak, the slugcat let the lizard drag him out of the burrow, towards one of the little puddles, to wash up and get something to drink and eat. The poor creature didn’t know what the other was thinking, watching the lizard carefully, until he finally realized he was safe .
The lizard claimed him. He belonged to the other. And now he was protected by it. By him .
He didn’t know what his family would think, but he’d cross that bridge when they got there. Together.