Another Hellhound Rape Tale

>02/16/24
>Obama won reelection, and just started his next term last month
>the country is in shambles, a cultural cancer had spread like wildfire through the states
>brand new Cadillacs were in high demand as a consequence from a new government program
>never really cared about politics, I just follow orders
>orders from Government Motors
>not too long ago, we've run into a serious issue
>Cadillacs stopped rolling out of the factory in Detroit
>something cut the city off from the rest of the U.S.S.A.
>there was no media coverage, nobody knows what happened
>we suspect there was a rebellion
>all that we know is that many men have entered to investigate
>not a single soul has returned
>and I was going to be next
>this time, we prepared
>I spent the last few months of my life under a knife
>they wanted to make a super soldier
>kevlar skin, titanium skeleton, they spared no expense in developing me
>not that the taxpayer had much of a choice
>fast forward to today, I'm done with training, and ready to go
>5,000 feet in the air, ready to airdrop from above
>my mission, restore Cadillac production
>if there were any uprisings, eliminate the leader and restore order
>the rear door of the plane opened up, revealing the city of Detroit
>650,000 people used to live here
>now, it's a ghetto
>pillars of black smoke reached out from the ground, trying to grab hold of the white clouds
>the signal light at the end of the cabin turned on, a red flashing light
>the radio implanted in my left jaw vibrated noise into mind, clear over the drone of the airplane
>"We're coming in on the LZ Sargent Lawrence. Be ready to jump in 45 seconds."
>I stand up from the padded seat, and grabbed my rifle firmly in my hand
>I was holding physical proof we were falling from grace, we could no longer afford the SUB-2000
>the 995TS would have to do, even for me
>there would be no debriefing or review of the mission
>the embedded system in me never forgets as if it was one with my brain
>the mission would be crystal clear at all times, and never forgotten
>the flashing red light went away, then shined green
>I dashed out of the rear of the airplane, jumping to a free fall
>no parachute, an embedded system was supposed to break my fall into a roll
>"Good luck out there. Take no prisoners comrade."
>as I fell, the city came into focus, sharpening from a brown blur to a brown grungy blur
>it looked like hell, like acid rain from the pollution had killed off all the plants
>all that stood were crusty buildings and dead trees, nothing else
>the ground was getting closer and I wasn't slowing down
>I didn't think it would happen, but I think my life flashed in front of my eyes
>from my first day on this Earth, I was raised in the military
>it was strange to remember going straight from the hospital and right into boot camp
>I got the special tests, pitted against the toughest training out there and coming out on top
>I remember it like it was all a second ago, because I was incapable of forgetting
>now all that training, time, and money that was my whole and entire life would be put to test
>the commander in chief didn't invest all that money into me to not use it one day
>I closed my eyes as I could see the cracks in the asphalt streets

>Something was poking my ribs
>I felt tired, and didn't want to get up
>I exhaled, only to hear my breath rustle something beneath my head
>that wasn't my bed at home
>the ground was damp and cold
>frightened, I hyperventilated as I rolled over to see where I was, because it wasn't home for sure
>gray light shocked my eyes as I stared at a sky full of leafless branches
>I was laying in the middle of a beaten street, surrounded by government housing
>parked on the side of the road was a Dodge Charger police car for Detroit
>Detroit was very far from home, but at least the police was here to help
>I turned my head to face the officer who was poking my ribs
>however, no such officer was in sight
>instead, it was someone pointing an assault rifle at me, I didn't dare move
>I didn't know what or who she was, but she got excited as looked at her eyes
>her black bushy tail wagged as she screamed by whispering "Oh Ammit, he's alive! Yes yes!"
>a fluffy black paw went from the front of the rifle to her mouth, covering her gaping jaw
>her skin was gray, just like the interior of a used Toyota Corolla, and was barely dressed
>she regained her composure, and refocused her red and black eyes on me
>the display in the street made me wonder where the police officer was
>I put my hands up in fear and asked, "What do you want from me? Do you want money?"
>she giggled a little before lowering the gun
>it felt nice not being aimed at
>she slowly took steps over to me, locked into my eyes before she squatted down next to me
>"I want you," she pointed a furred digit at me, and touched my chin
>she nudged my chin and I tilted my face up at her, her eyes glimmered like a child on Christmas
>"To come with me," she finally said
>just like that, she picked me up with a single arm, throwing me over her shoulder
>not like I had much of a choice anyways, so I didn't object
>I heard a car door open, and soon I found myself tossed in the back of the Dodge Charger
>she closed the door, then rushed into the front seat of the car
>it was a scary ride, as she floored it with the sirens blaring
>I was scared, and didn't have the slightest clue on what was going on
>she was happy to rush me to somewhere in a stolen cop car, and that was too much for me
>"Where are you taking me?" I asked, wondering what would become of me
>"Somewhere," she said cheerfully, leaving me with an ambiguous answer
>I didn't like the looks of where we were going, in fact, I didn't like the looks of the entire area
>she pulled into a run down lube garage with boarded up windows and deteriorating brick walls
>the place was dimly lit, and it was very difficult to see most of the insides
>the girl got out of the Dodge Charger and shut the garage door
>the thump of the door hitting the ground and sealing us inside made me jump
>trapped with her, I had no idea what would become of me in the near future
>now that the door was closed, the room grew even darker
>there was one spot that was still visible
>an overhead lamp to the right illuminated a wall, a table, and another wolfish girl
>my view was then blocked out by the face of my captor
>she opened the door of the Dodge Charger and dragged me out by my legs in a quick swoop
>"Big Sis! Onee-Chan! I found a Human!" she chimed as she carried me over to the table

>the other one stared down at the table, studying what looked like a model of a city
>"What do you want? I'm very busy!" the other one yells back at her
>my captor stopped walking halfway between the Dodge Charger and her sister, her ears drooped
>"It's just that you haven't eaten in three days. I was thinking, well, maybe we could share this Human I found," she said, upset that her sister snapped at her
>oh god, are they going to eat me
>the thought made me sick and want to puke
>I have to escape, but they seemed far stronger than I was
>"What the FUCK have I told you? This right here is much more important for our entire kind than doing fuck all like feasting on a Human," she said, snapping again while slamming her fist on the table a couple of times
>my captor loosened her grip a little while taking a step back
>"Can I at least have him Onee-Chan?" she asked, very much like a pleading child
>a pleading child that was hungry for humans like me
>"Just… Don't let him get in my way, and don't make a mess," the older sister said, not even batting an eye towards us
>"Oh thank you Onee-Chan!" she said with much higher spirits
>she squeezed me before taking me back to the Dodge Charger and throwing me in the back seat
>she crawled in the back as well, closing the door
>the sound of all the locks simultaneously going off made me even more frightened
>clearly, I wouldn't be leaving anytime soon
>I started kicking back, trying to get away from her
>"Please don't eat me. I haven't done anything wrong, and I don't taste good," I whimpered as I balled up at the opposite side of the bench seat
>getting out was not going to happen, as the interior door latches in the back of most cop cars were disabled
>she grabbed me by the heels and stretched me out over the bench seat
>she sat over me, clamping down with her thighs tightly on my waist, immobilizing me
>"I'm going to have a lot of fun devouring you, my cute little prey," she said as she bent down, bringing her face closer to mine
>I closed my eyes and turned my head back, this wasn't happening
>I felt her breath hot air on my neck before dragging her wet and slick tongue across it
>clenching my jaw, and fearing for the worst, I wished she would have just used the gun
>then, I felt her lick my face, very much like a dog, then giggled like a school girl
>she then did a complete 180 over me, and was inches away from sitting on my face
>did I also mention that she was wearing the bare minimum in terms of clothing
>her g-string was completely soaked through, excited of all things after playing with food
>she then lowered herself onto me, smothering my face in her soaked nether regions
>the feeling of her warm and slick juices being rubbed into my face caused me to pitch a tent
>the teasing was cruel and unfair, why would she do this to me before killing me
>I could feel her pull down my pants, exposing me to the cold air
>"Time to devour you alive," she said, twisting her waist left and right
>I felt her run a hand along my shaft before it was enveloped in her hot and moist mouth
>she bobbed her head up and down over me, I couldn't believe that this was happening
>maybe she was just being nice, and would make my last feeling on earth be an orgasm
>it still meant I was going to die young, and I would gladly trade the ability to cum so I could live out the rest of my life
>it has also been a while since I last saw action, life would end in minute or two
>she started to pick up her pace and increase the vacuum, this was going to be fast
>30 seconds or less once she did this thing with her tongue, pressing it hard against the top side of my length
>the pressure amplified the feelings being picked up by my already sensitive tip
>every bump on her tongue suddenly felt like going over a speedbump at high speed
>they say you see your life flash in front of your eyes before you die
>I saw no such thing
>she worked very hard to draw my last load out, sucking harder and moving faster with each passing moment
>before I came for the last time, I shut my eyes tight, squeezing out tears as my toes curled down and my body bent itself upwards
>she slammed her head all the way down on my pelvis as I instinctively forced it up inside of her mouth

>I just orgasmed to my own death
>what's wrong with me
>I let go inside of her mouth, and she sucked it up as quickly as it came out
>it soon became even more intense when she knew I would be extremely sensitive after cumming
>while she drank, she played with the tip more with her tongue, getting even more out of me
>it almost felt like it was on fire, burning away just like the time I had left to live
>after sucking it clean, she leaned back, putting even more pressure on my face
>she effortlessly slid around on my body, turning back around to face me
>"Mmm. That was a tasty meal. Were you saving it just for me?" she asked with a short giggle at the end
>great, now she's taunting me for being a virgin
>she then lied her taut body on me, and placed her face right up against my ear
>my captor then wrapped her arms around me, scooping me up into a snake like squeezed
>she then hummed a short, low tone as she rubbed her face against me
>"And now that I've got you, I can have as much as I want," she said with a whisper directly into my ear
>at that point, I didn't know if I could believe my ears
>"Y-You're not gonna kill me?" I asked reluctantly and with nothing to loose
>"No. Why would I do that?" she asked, thinking my question was stupid
>I would have fainted from her answer, but since I wasn't standing, I passed out instead
>I woke up, this girl still on top of me, still breathing down my neck
>still had me in a tight hug, her breaths sounded long and drawn out as if she was resting
>more importantly, I was still alive
>I tried to move, but she just ended up squeezing me harder
>there was no question that she was much stronger than I was
>I was trapped in her damningly comfortable and fluffy paws
>she must have noticed I woke up because she nibbled on my ear with her lips
>"You're cute when you're scared," she said softly, a step up from the whisper
>I wasn't quite sure what to think of her comment
>"In fact, you're cute when you breathe," she added on
>I breathe all the time
>"What's your name cutie?" she asked while putting a little distance between us
>just enough so our eyes could focus on each other
>"Anon," I said
>she smiled, then said, "I'm gonna call you 'Nii-San' for now on Anon."
>she then squeezed me in a hug again, "I love you Nii-San. I'll love you forever."
>I hardly knew her, yet she already loves me like we're married
>she planted a kiss on my cheek, then brushed the side of her face up against mine
>her tail was wagging violently, she must be pretty happy
>"Who are you?" I asked, staring at the head liner of the car while she held me
>"Just call me Nee-Chan," she said with glee
>they say you never know what you have until you loose it
>I responded by raising my arms and throwing them around her in my own hug
>her tail wagged even faster, and her squeeze got tight enough to break my back
>somehow, it didn't break from the pressure
>"Oh, Nii-San loves me too! This is the best day ever!" she said as she hugged me with even greater pressure
>somehow, I was still breathing and my ribs weren't cracking
>"We're gonna do so much together Nii-San! We're gonna wake up together, sleep together, eat together, drink together, breathe together, have sex together…"
>she sounded like she had just opened the door and Publisher's Clearing House was outside with a giant check
>"…Have a threesome with Onee-San together…"
>did she really just say that
>I mean, that's her older sister she's talking about
>from what I remember, she looked just a bit taller, and her muscles were slightly more defined
>you never know what you have
>"Ohh, I just can't wait!" she said as she leaned back, pulling me up with her
>we were upright for a fraction of a second before she pulled me on top of her in her tight hug
>she spun back and forth with so much energy, it was like I was thrown into a spin cycle
>eventually, she tucked out, resting back on top of me
>I felt a teardrop fall on my face from her
>was she really crying over this
>I found my arms and wrapped them back around her
>with my left, I slowly stroked from her mid back to the base of her tail
>and with my right, I brought it up to her head, and rubbed it through her hair
>she shuddered from the feeling of my hand, and moaned every time I brushed over her ear
>Nee-Chan shut her eyes and pressed her head into my chin and neck, soaking my skin in tears
>she was absolutely lovely and adorable, I can't believe I was scared of her earlier
>it made me wonder what her older sister was like
>from the way she talked earlier, she sounded a little harsh
>Nee-Chan started to wince with joy from my stroking, it made me want to stop and hug her as well
>I scratched behind her ear, and scratched her scalp, scratching very lightly
>Nee-Chan started panting and whining, "N-Nii-San? What are you doing?"

>"Do you want me to stop?" I asked, maybe I did something wrong
>"No no no! Please don't stop!" she said as she buckled under my hands
>I obeyed Nee-Chan, and continued to pet her
>I could feel her loosen her grip as she melted in my arms, almost if my rubbing had a paralyzing effect on her
>soon enough, she was fast asleep in my arms
>I don't even know why or how this happened
>but she was comfortable, and I was comfortable
>I stopped, and reached down, pulling my pants back up
>then, I returned to a normal hug
>she didn't seem to notice me moving around, she was out cold
>as she lied on top of me, I noticed some movement
>in the glass, I could see the reflection of her older sister
>she was staring down at us, not with a frown, but a sad look on her face
>I pretended not to notice, and saw her put a paw up on the window
>she stared down at us for a good couple of minutes before pushing away from the window and going away
>I peeked out the window to see that she had walked over to a light switch on the wall of the garage
>she flipped a couple of switches, turning on florescent lights that hung overhead
>the whole garage lit up, revealing the rest of the worn down insides
>in front of the Dodge Charger I was in were three white Dodge Sprinter panel vans facing us
>Onee-Chan went over to the vans, and went behind the one on the right
>I could hear the rear door open, and the suspension in the back bounce as she stepped inside
>I wasn't exactly sure what she was doing, but she said it was important for her and her kind
>whatever that might be, they didn't seem so bad as far as I could tell
>I sat up, and gently moved the sleeping Nee-Chan off of me
>I unlocked the car from the front door switch, and rolled down the window on my side
>reaching over, I pulled up on the outer door handle and let myself out of the car
>I think I may have made too much noise because the second I stepped out, I heard the van close up
>standing next to it was Onee-Chan, arms folded with an angry stare
>"Who sent you?" she asked
>she didn't sound too happy or friendly
>I had no idea what she was talking about
>"I don't know," I sad with honesty
>she walked up to me and picked me up by the collar, and pushed me against a wall
>"Don't play games with me, now who sent you?" she demanded, pushing me against the wall harder
>"Nobody sent me," I said
>if I knew the answer she wanted to hear, I'd say it right about now
>Nee-Chan was strong, but Onee-Chan was much stronger
>"Then can you explain why my sister cam back with a human and a military rifle? I know it's yours," she said with a very angry tone
>she was trying to keep herself from yelling, not wanting to wake her sister
>"Listen. All I know is that I woke up in the middle of the street with your sister pointing a gun at me. I swear," I said, explaining my situation
>"Then she threw me in that Dodge Charger and drove me over here. That's all I know."
>she stared closer at me, and I turned my head to the side, afraid of what she might do
>I had a slight feeling that she didn't believe me
>she let go of me, but left a warning, "Betray us, it will be the end of you."
>I didn't plan on doing that anytime soon
>the last thing I wanted to do right now would be to upset Nee-Chan's feelings
>Onee-Chan didn't seem like she could be saved though
>not really sure if I could betray them, I didn't exactly enter whatever it is they're doing with an allegiance
>what were they doing anyways
>"What are you doing anyways?" I asked, slowly walking over to look at the model of the city
>"Trying to restart a failed invasion," said Onee-Chan as she walked back to the model
>I had heard reports from earlier that Detroit had gone completely off the radar in the U.S.S.A.
>maybe she had something to do with it
>"An invasion?" I asked
>"Ammit's DOTR. Ammit picked the wrong race and wrong city to start, so the invasion is on hold until I fix it."
>what kind of invasion were they running
>it couldn't be a military one, they would have killed me much earlier
>instead, the only gun they had apparently belonged to me and one of the invaders sucked me off and declared her love to me
>I didn't know what 'DOTR' was, but I did remember Nee-Chan praising an 'Ammit' when I woke up
>"Ammit? DOTR? You're not making any sense," I said, confused as can be

>"You'll figure it out later," said Onee-Chan as she pushed a toy van done on of the streets of the city model
>she parked the van next to a model of the GM corporate HQ towers
>there were already two more vans next to the towers
>"The invasion failed because Cadillacs seem to have completely distracted my race," she said, starting out her interesting story
>"Once we first laid eyes on them, we couldn't help but to steal them. Then, it spiraled out of control. Everyone wanted a Cadillac, and soon we were fighting ourselves over them."
>it looked like telling the story made her want to pull out her hair, or turn over the table
>"Squads turned into gangs. Patrols turned into liquor store robbing parties. Roll calls turned to riots. We would have burned down this entire city, but it seemed the inhabitants that lived her before we came did that already."
>I didn't want to laugh, but the story sounded absurd and funny
>an invasion force being distracted by Cadillacs sounded hilarious
>"So what are you gonna do about it?" I asked, for if she continued the story, I might laugh and offend her
>"The firmware that runs a Cadillac requires a constant connection to GM's headquarters, where all the features and updates are stored. Shut it down, and every single Cadillac will stop working." she said
>her reasoning didn't sound too far fetched, and she was probably more knowledgeable on the subject than I was
>"Why do they need a connection?" I asked
>"Legal reasons of all reasons. Nobody owns a Cadillac, they just buy the license to run the firmware in them. Cadillac still owns it." she said, keeping it short and sweet
>it made more sense now as to how everything worked because lawyers
>"So you need to shut down GM to start your invasion?" I asked, putting together what she had said
>"You're a good listener," she said as she took her hands away from the model of the city
>"And to shut it down, we need to position these vans percisely to do that. The problem is, the HQ is walled off, and they shoot at our kind if we get close." she said as she pointed to the vans
>I looked at their placement
>they were arranged in specific places and placed at specific angles relative to the towers that made up GM
>"Maybe they'll let a human like you get close and drive the vans in. Do you think you could do that?" she asked of me
>"I don't think I have much of a choice," I said, knowing the two had my gun and could overpower me without breaking a sweat
>"That's a good boyim," she said, cracking the first smile I've seen from her
>not quite sure what 'Boyim' meant
>"Okay, so with your invasion. What's the deal with DOTR and Ammit?" I asked, still completely confused about what the invasion was supposed to be
>as far as I could tell, it seemed more like a holy one
>maybe 'Boyim' was a word of their religion
>"We're just spreading Ammit's will," she answered
>she gave me this look
>I think we were on better terms now since she didn't seem angry any more
>"What is Ammit's will," I asked, for I have never heard of this holy figure before
>I suddenly felt Nee-Chan come up from behind and restrain me by grabbing me from up under my arms and placing her paws on the back of my head
>"Ammit says you need to eat because you're hungry and it has been three days Onee-Chan!" said Nee-Chan, shouting from behind me while holding me
>I couldn't move, and at this point, I didn't even bother trying
>"Hey! I'm in charge here! Ammit's will comes from my mouth, not yours!" snapped Onee-Chan, going sour again
>she then slowly walked towards me, her wide hips tilting side to side, and starting slowly stripping
>she undid her sports bra and threw it to the side, letting loose a pair of ample jugs, a full cup larger than Nee-Chan's
>her very short yoga shorts came off next, she wasn't wearing anything under them
>it was very hard
>it was also difficult to look away and pretend I wasn't horny
>Onee-Chan got to me, and got on her knees
>she pulled down my pants with a quick tug that would leave plates on a table
>she was greeted by my excited shaft, giving her a welcoming slap in the face as it was let loose by surprise
>"Happy to see me?" she asked with a lewd giggle as she recovered from the high-one
>Nee-Chan pushed on the back of my head, forcing me to look down at Onee-Chan
>Onee-Chan looked up at me as she grabbed hold of my dick with her fluffy paw and started to slowly stroke
>she stuck her tongue out, then bushed it on the very tip

>her tongue felt at least ten times longer than it really was, keeping the speed slow and steady as my fine tuned head felt every bump on her tongue
>I shuddered from the pleasure of the lick, but it didn't stop there
>Onee-Chan let go of my dick, then started sucking
>violently
>she slammed her head back and fourth into my waist
>the butting from her head could rival the punches of a heavyweight boxer
>her suction was much more powerful that Nee-Chan's
>I nearly blacked out when she sucked all the blood from my brain down into my penis
>it probably doubled in size and filled her whole mouth, as I could feel every bump and ridge in it
>she twisted her tongue tightly around my dick, and somehow, yanked back and forth with it as she moved her head, providing a double action in feeling
>all with the end goal of sucking everything she could out of me in the shortest amount of time
>the feeling was too intense, and my legs decided to quit working
>Nee-Chan still had me in a firm grip though, and kept me upright
>already, I was going to cum shortly
>Onee-Chan could tell, that's why she decided to go even harder and faster
>Nee-Chan didn't have to push my head down anymore, as my neck gave up and kept me looking down anyways
>with little delay, I came great buckets of firey cum
>the feeling was intensified by her suction, drawing it out at more than twice the speed it would naturally come out
>instead of stopping from my orgasm, she doubled down again and upped the stimulation
>my whole body tensed and curled up, now that my post-orgasm hypersensitivity was picking up her completely insane rampage on my cock
>it was a complete overload on my end, as if I was literally cumming my brains out
>her efforts bore fruit tough, and her sucking managed to double the duration of my orgasm, giving her twice the load
>I could barely see out of my eyes as more of my body shut down so it could isolate itself with the extreme pleasure with no distractions
>but what I did see was more sucking, and one of her free hands shooting down in between her own legs
>she must be really pent up
>nutted_but_she_still_sucking.gif
>all good things eventually come to an end, and now it was uncomfortable
>I could hear the suction pop as she quit sucking
>was that the word of Ammit she made me feel
>"More. I need more," she said with a creepy and possessed voice
>"You wanna take Nii-San for a spin?" asked Nee-Chan as she continued to hold me
>"Yes," said Onee-Chan with impatience
>Nee-Chan lower me to the ground on my back
>I was too drained of energy to move a muscle, but I wasn't about to complain either
>they took their time too, allowing the sensitivity to go away inside me
>my vision was blocked out as Nee-Chan sat on my face
>she was very wet as well
>Onee-Chan took a seat on my waist as well, and stroked me with her hand
>instantly, I was hard again
>I could feel her lift her weight off of me and point my dick with her hand
>while she positioned herself, Nee-Chan started rubbing her waist against my face
>for a short moment, she lifted back up and I could see again
>she took her underwear off, then pressed her lips up against mine
>I opened my mouth up and started making out, forcing my tongue in between her lips
>she gasped as I drank her excitement, and ended up rubbing even harder against me
>fortunately, I was pretty thirsty
>I could also see again, Nee-Chan had turned around to face Onee-Chan
>I could also see Onee-Chan lower her waist, a very warm string of her excitement drizzled over on my shaft
>she then started to lower herself
>a burning pleasure could be felt on the very tip as she pushed my tip inside of her
>"A-A-Ahh," she stuttered as she closed her eyes and bit her lip
>Nee-Chan then pushed down on Onee-Chan's shoulder's by surprise, causing her to drop and hilt
>Onee-Chan gasped as she fell all the way down
>she was tight, warm, and quivering, something that I couldn't last but a minute in
>it was still a very nice place to slide my 207th bone into
>she looked at Nee-Chan with a flustered red and upset face
>Onee-Chan regained her bearings, then grabbed Nee-Chan by the neck
>she pulled Nee-Chan's face forwards, then put her other hand on the back of her head
>Onee-Chan then leaned forwards, and started making out with Nee-Chan
>she also started bouncing her hips on top of my waist with intense force
>"Mmmh," moaned one of them as their heads slowly pivoted left and right as they kissed
>for sure, she would break my pelvis before too long

>however, I don't give a shit about a broken pelvis because two hot chicks are making out on top of me as they simultaneously take "consensual" advantage of me
>Onee-Chan's tunnel squeezed me as she hammered her waist up and down
>the ribbed and rough textures within her rubbed me in just the right ways, it felt like I was on the very edge of cumming
>except, cumming was still a ways to go, and I was stuck with the feelings
>it felt so hot, so great, I wanted to push up in her and release at an instant so bad
>however, my muscles didn't feel like working, and my dick just sat there and took the strokes
>the only momentary effect it had on me was that it made me even harder
>somehow, I lasted longer than a minute, holding the feeling of teetering on brink of an orgasm but never cumming
>it felt both amazing and agonizing at the same time
>Nee-Chan was having her cut as well
>her juices were sweet and hydrating, and covered my face as she had a hard time keeping it still on my mouth
>I even pushed her over the edge, causing her to spray my face with her pussy juice and squeeze my head with a vice like grip using her thighs
>they didn't stop kissing either
>their smooching was lewd and loud, and I could see glistering lines of drool shake their way down Onee-Chan's hard and chiseled washboard abs, shiny from a layer of sweat
>Onee-Chan started to moan while bouncing up and down during her kiss
>I was surprised that I hadn't came yet too, I wish my body was more predictable
>it still felt like I was on the very edge though, and I could release at any moment
>she was slamming down pretty hard as well, but I wasn't feeling any pain from it either
>the burning pleasure started to reach down from just my shaft, lower into my waist
>the time has come
>and so have I
>I let out a powerful spray of my burning load inside of her
>she felt it too, and she dropped down as low as she could go, and started gyrating her hips
>the feeling of her hot, tight, bumpy, and slick hole felt amazing as it tried to coerce  what it could out of me
>they both started grinding down on me as I lied on the floor, mindless and numb with nice sensations
>they rode it out as long as I could, wearing me down until nothing was left
>as they toned it down, I could feel a heavy sedation going through my body
>it was no surprise to anyone that twice in a row would cause drowsiness

>I woke up with warmth surrounding my body
>I was wedged in between Onee-Chan and Nee-Chan who were holding me as they slept
>I leaned forwards to get up, but one of them dragged me back down
>"Where do you think you're going Nii-San?" asked Nee-Chan as she pulled me in
>she smothered me in her breasts and made it hard to breathe
>"So was that the word of Ammit?" I asked, not able to move
>Onee-Chan stood up, and I could hear her joints pop as she stretched out
>"Mmm hmm," said Nee-Chan, running a paw through my hair
>"And that's what the invasion will be like for a lot of men here. The DOTR." said Onee-Chan as she walked back to the table
>"You're invading just to have sex," I asked, confused by their motives
>"It's food to us Nii-San. And we're having a food shortage back at home. Sex is just an added bonus," said Nee-Chan as she hugged me
>"That's why it's important I get this invasion restarted," said Onee-Chan
>the invasion didn't sound bad, and I wouldn't feel guilty if I just let it happen
>I kinda wanted to help them out
>after all, Onee-Chan did say she would like a human driver, and I had a gun if needed
>"So what can I do to help with the invasion then?" I asked, offering them my assistance
>"Are you sure you want to help?" asked Onee-Chan
>"Yes, I'm sure," I said as I stood up
>not even Nee-Chan could keep me weighted down forever
>I walked over to the table, and stared down at the model of the city again
>"So what's the plan," I asked, wanting to get started
>"Hmm, let me think since now that you're in," said Onee-Chan
>she leaned over the table, and I couldn't help but notice her breasts hung down, narrowly avoiding the top of the sky scrapers
>she moved the vans around on the model before coming up with a solution
>"You're going to drive the fist van into the complex while we position the other two a couple of blocks away. Once you are in position, leave and fetch the other vans to position them," said Onee-Chan as she moved the two vans into the corner of some blocks
>I got a good look at them to see where they would be
>"Okay. Then what?" I asked, wanting to know the next step
>"There are four entrances to the compound. Use a different one each time or you'll raise suspicion. Park them here," she said, moving the vans from outside to specific locations at the GM towers
>"After you park the last one, we'll be waiting north of you. Run over to us as soon as you can." she said
>"Sounds simple enough. What's the catch?" I asked
>nothing is ever that easy
>"The first invasion force is scattered out through the city. They have lost their minds from starvation, and will try to get you the moment they see you," she said
>I took her warning seriously, as there was only one of me and no one else to distract them
>"What should I do then?" I asked
>"Rush to the GM compound. The human guards will likely start shooting at them and cause them to fall back. If you're chased by a Cadillac, shoot back, but don't aim for them. Don't try to engage or harm any of them," she said
>her instructions were clear and simple, hopefully the rest of the operation will be the same
>"Okay. Let's go then," I said
>Onee-Chan kissed me by surprise, and quickly grabbed my crotch
>"Be safe out there," she said

>I made it to the first entrance without a hitch
>as soon as they saw my face, they immediately opened the gate and let me right in
>it felt like I was someone important, but I was just a guy in a van
>they didn't ask questions though, and let me do my job
>I parked the van right between the main tower and one of the smaller ones
>I got out of the van, locked it, then headed off to the fence
>it wasn't guarded very will, so jumping over was easy
>I sprinted off into the city, undetected
>after the first block, I saw one of the white vans, hidden in a ruined lot
>I walked over to it, then touched the door handle
>"AYO WHITEY! HOL UP!" someone behind me shouted
>it was one of the first invasion women, much darker than Onee-Chan and Nee-Chan
>"LEMME SEE THAT DICC BOI! I WANNA SUCC IT SO HARD!" another one shouted
>they were loud, and many more of them started appearing out from the streets
>pretty soon, there was a crowd of them
>a couple of them even went out of their way to stop looting a liquor store, just to feast their eyes one me
>their eyes full of rape
>faster than they could say, "WHERE YOU THINK YOU GOIN CRACKA?" I opened the door of the van and started the engine up
>soon, they started running to me, so I decided to floor it
>the tires didn't squeal, and the van let out a plume of black soot
>the diesel smoke covered me like an octopus ejecting ink to escape
>soon I was off, with a small army of them chasing after me
>as much as I wanted to try to drift around the corner, the van was pretty top heavy, and handled horribly
>I stomped on the brakes, nearly causing the van to roll over
>I headed out to the next entrance, and they let me in as quick as the first one
>they also opened fire on the small army that followed me
>some of them stumbled back and retreated, but others were brave
>soon, very soon, they neutralized the guard post, and dragged the men off into the streets
>I used the commotion as cover, and escaped the complex

>the walk was a little longer this time, they had the van parked further back due to visibility concerns
>I heard rustling in the bushes, and decided to dart it to the van
>"OOGA BOOGA! GET BACK HERE WHITEY!" she shouted as I started to run
>I got to the van and rushed inside, locking the doors immediately
>she yanked on the doors a couple of times, but couldn't get it open
>"AYO! WE GOT ONE OVER HERE! WE GOT A FUCKING WHITE MALE!" she shouted, calling the entire hood
>I could hear howling, and the roar of engines firing up with tires squealing
>a couple of stolen Cadillacs slid out into the streets, and raced to my position
>I started the engine of the van, and immediately got going
>she still held on to the door, refusing to let go
>I got on the street, and the Cadillacs were catching up quickly
>they were sure to get me at the first corner if I slowed down
>I would roll my windows down to fire some warning shots, but the one hanging off the side would rip me out of my seat once she got the chance to
>a turn was coming up ahead, and I really didn't want to step on the breaks
>the Cadillacs were on my tail, inches away from my bumper
>the tires skidded as the van under steered into the ditch
>like a miracle from God, or Ammit, the van didn't tip over
>the ditch on the side of the road acted like a track, keeping the van in place and the tires from sliding
>the Cadillacs went in too fast, and ended up going off road and rolling over
>the g-force of the corner caused the one hanging on to loose grip and fall off
>she quickly grabbed onto the rear bumper, and pulled herself back up, trying to break in through the rear door
>I wasn't completely out of the woods yet, as a mob on foot was still chasing me
>the gate was right up ahead, and I didn't bother waiting for the stop
>I blared my horn as the van plowed right through the gate, and I headed over to the last position
>"Lawrence? Sargent Lawrence? Is that you?" a voice from nowhere yet everywhere asked
>I stopped the van at the final location and got my gun to chase off the straggler
>"Hold on, let me restart your computer. No wonder why we couldn't get your signal," the voice said
>soon, everything was clear
>I am Sargent Lawrence, and my current mission is to assist GM in getting Cadillac back in action
>but I was also this other guy named Anon, or Nii-San as a couple called him
>I think I know what was going on
>before a sleeper agent is remotely activated, the host must be put into a coma so the two brains don't connect
>memories could be shared, and the agent could become corrupt
>my memory was infallible and perfect, no way that would happen to me
>"Quickly Sargent, there is commotion at all three gates! We need you to hold them off. Where are you?"
>I put my fingers up to my left jaw, "I'm at the compound. Sit tight, I'll be right there."
>why was I in this van
>Anon must have been doing something here

>I kicked the door open and aimed my gun around
>someone rushed out from behind the van, but my perfect instincts and reaction had me pointing at them in no time
>the mere sight of me caused them to sprint off in full retreat
>she went into a crowd of them at the gate to get help
>there were too many to take on
>the complex would be over run in no time
>time to cut my losses and move onto the secondary mission objective
>"Looks like I can't help. I've been programmed to fulfill my secondary objective," I said back to the commander
>"What? No, you need to hold them off. That's an order!" he said, yelling over his microphone
>"Use your brain! It's over! You're done for!" I yelled back
>they weren't in immediate danger
>Anon's memories told me they wouldn't be killed, they were fine without me
>Anon's memories also told me where the rebellion leaders would be
>I had to go take them out now
>I escaped the compound and focused on my secondary objective
>I ran down the streets in a straight line
>it was the quickest way to move because mathematically, it was the shortest distance between two points
>the embedded system made thinking so much easier, I hardly had to think as it did most of that for me in a fraction of a second
>I found the two of them, waiting at the Dodge Charger parked a couple of blocks from the compound
>I pointed the gun at them, and prepared to fire
>but first, I needed to verify that they were the leaders
>"Nii-San, what are you doing?" asked the one holding a remote
>she slowly placed it on the hood of the car and kept her hands up
>I was told the more I looked into the host's memories, the more the host would try to take over again
>only a short glimpse would told me where they were, but I needed to know that the information was accurate
>Anon had no proof that they were the leaders
>a situation assessment told me I had limited ammunition, and if I got it wrong, I could fail the mission
>the mission was the most important, and could not be failed
>Anon knew that they were just a couple of units trying to pull the AWOL army they were in back together
>therefore, the leadership had already been toppled, and my secondary mission was already completed
>"Nii-Chan, how could you do this after all we've done?" asked the other one
>what have they done anyways
>another analysis revealed from Anon's memories that the invasion wasn't a threat to national security
>"You can't just shoot us."

>I didn't want too, that would just waste ammunition
>there was also no rebellion either as federal intelligence had guessed
>my mission was then complete, there was no real threat of any kind, and I had to return to base and report my findings
>I lowered the gun and turned my back to them to walk away
>before I would return, I wanted to review everything I and Anon saw before I reported it back
>the things they did gave me this weird feeling
>one of my body parts in my pants got bigger
>the feelings Anon felt was important to him and the mission
>they felt pretty good too, I would like to feel them again
>I didn't know what I liked the best, being sucked or getting pounded by the two of them
>I liked both
>I then heard that weird voice again, the one from everywhere and nowhere at the same time
>it was more of a cry
>I pressed a lump in my jaw, and it cut out
>"Aren't you gonna shut it down now?" I asked, wondering what the hold up was
>that question came to me pretty fast
>for some reason, I could think quicker
>I felt smarter, like a computer
>"Umm, yeah," said Onee-Chan as she picked up the remote
>I turned around and walked back in between them
>facing back at the towers, I leaned up against the Dodge Charger
>she extended the antenna on the remote, and pushed a button
>off in the distance, there were loud explosions
>that was probably what the vans were for
>"There, it's done. The DOTR can finally commence," Onee-Chan said as she collapsed the antenna
>I ran the acronym through my head, using all the words I knew in the English dictionary
>'Day of the R-' came up the most, but the word that started with 'R' could be anything
>"Nii-San, is that what I think it is," asked Nee-Chan as she poked the bulge in my pants
>my palms got sweaty
>"Onee-Chan, look," she said, calling her sister's attention
>they poked it and giggled when it bounced back up
>knees weak, arms are heavy
>I slid down the side of the car as they toyed with it
>"What does DOTR mean?" I asked nervously, vomit on my sweater already
>I could guess what the 'R' stood for with 94.3462% confidence
>Onee-Chan pulled my pants down as she nibbled on my ear
>Nee-Chan licked the side of my face, slowly dragging her tongue across it
>Onee-Chan put a paw on my shaft
>"Rape," she said with a whisper in my ear
>Mom's Spaghetti
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