Chapter 2 Portal to the Breeding Pits
Rick Sanchez stumbled out of the swirling green portal, the familiar vwoorp sound echoing behind him like a bad fart. Earth-69-BEAST-Alpha, the dimension he'd coded into his gun after a three-day bender. No Morty. No rules. Just him, a half-empty flask of Mega-Vodka, and an entire planet of sentient female beasts who'd evolved for one purpose: to fuck anything that moved.
The air was thick with musk—sweat, wet fur, and raw fertility. Towering redwood trees framed a moonlit clearing, and there she was, waiting like the universe had gift-wrapped her for him.
She was massive. Eight feet of pure predator. Sleek black fur covered every inch of her body except the places that mattered. A lioness-anthro hybrid with a long, whipping tail, razor claws retracted, and a muzzle full of gleaming fangs. Her golden eyes glowed with feral hunger. Heavy, furred breasts swayed as she breathed, each one bigger than Rick's head, dark nipples already stiff and leaking a thin, sweet-smelling milk. Between her powerful thighs, her sex was swollen and obvious—plump black lips parted around a glistening pink slit that dripped steadily onto the moss. A thick, ridged clit the size of a thumb poked out, throbbing visibly.
"Smells like… human," she growled, voice low and velvety, tongue sliding over her fangs. "Old. Drunk. Fertile."
Rick took a long pull from the flask, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Yeah, well, you smell like a wet dream that read my search history. Name's Rick. You got one, or do I just call you 'Pussy #1'?"
She dropped to all fours, tail lashing, ass high. The movement spread her cunt wide open; Rick could see the inner walls pulsing, slick strands of arousal stretching between her lips. "Call me whatever you want while you're inside me. I'm in heat. Been waiting three cycles for something with a cock that doesn't knot and die after five minutes."
Rick's pants were already around his ankles. His dick sprang free—long, veiny, the head flushed purple and already leaking. Not the biggest in the multiverse, but he'd upgraded it with a few… enhancements. It throbbed hard enough to slap his stomach.
She crawled forward, muzzle inches from his cock. Hot breath washed over it. Then her rough tongue—sandpaper and velvet—dragged from his balls to the tip in one slow, hungry lick. Rick groaned, hips jerking.
"Fuck, that's good. Keep going, kitty."
She didn't need telling twice. Her muzzle opened and she swallowed him whole. No gag reflex. Just wet heat and that tongue wrapping around his shaft like a living sleeve. She sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, drool pouring down his balls. Her claws dug into his thighs, not breaking skin—just enough to hold him in place while she bobbed, throat milking him with rhythmic swallows.
Rick grabbed her ears like handlebars and started face-fucking her. Wet, obscene gluck-gluck-gluck sounds filled the clearing. "That's it—suck it like you mean it. Gonna paint that throat white."
She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. "Not yet. I need you to breed me."
She spun around, slammed her ass up, and reached back with both paws to spread her cunt. The lips parted with a wet schlick. Inside was molten pink, contracting visibly, begging. A thick rivulet of clear nectar ran down her thigh.
Rick didn't hesitate. He lined up, gripped her tail like a leash, and slammed in to the hilt.
The sound she made was half-roar, half-scream of pure relief. Her walls clamped down like a velvet fist—hot, rippling, ridged in places that massaged every inch of him. Rick's eyes rolled back. "Holy shit—your pussy's got teeth."
She pushed back, grinding, forcing him deeper until his balls slapped her clit. "Harder, human. Ruin me."
He did. He fucked her like the universe owed him money. Long, brutal strokes that made her massive tits swing and slap together. Each thrust punched the air out of her lungs in growling moans. Her tail wrapped around his waist, pulling him in. Juices squirted out around his cock with every withdrawal, soaking his thighs and dripping in fat strings.
Rick reached under her, found that fat clit, and pinched it between two fingers. She howled, pussy spasming so hard it nearly pushed him out. He kept rubbing, fast and rough, while he railed her.
"Gonna cum—fuck—take it all!"
He buried himself balls-deep and unloaded. Thick ropes of cum blasted straight into her womb, pulse after pulse, so much that it backflowed immediately, white cream bubbling out around his shaft. She came with him—walls milking in rhythmic waves, a gush of hot female squirt spraying against his stomach. Her claws tore furrows in the dirt, body shaking like she was being electrocuted.
But she wasn't done.
She yanked forward, popping off his still-hard cock with a wet suction sound. Cum poured from her ruined hole in thick globs. Before he could catch his breath she flipped onto her back, legs spread obscenely wide, paws holding her knees to her shoulders.
"Again," she snarled. "Knot me this time. I want to feel it swell inside."
Rick grinned that manic, crooked grin. "You asked for it, beast bitch."
He slammed back in, even deeper this time. The angle let him grind against her cervix with every thrust. He could feel her heartbeat through her pussy. Her tits bounced wildly; he leaned down and sucked one dark nipple into his mouth, biting just hard enough to make her yowl. Milk—sweet and thick—flooded his tongue.
He fucked her through two more orgasms. The third one hit when he reached down and shoved two fingers into her tight pucker, stretching her ass while his cock wrecked her cunt. She screamed, back arching so hard her spine cracked, and her pussy clamped down like a vice.
That was all Rick needed. He roared—actually roared—and came again. This time the load was even bigger, flooding her until her lower belly visibly swelled. Excess cum jetted out in pressurized spurts every time he pulled back, painting her black fur white.
They collapsed in a sticky, panting heap. Rick's cock still twitched inside her, plugging the flood. She licked his neck with that rough tongue, purring deep in her chest.
"Stay the night, old man," she murmured. "There's a whole pack of us in heat. And we all want what you just gave me."
Rick took another swig from the flask, cum still leaking out around his buried dick.
"Fuck yeah," he belched. "Portal's staying open. Round two starts at dawn."
The moon watched silently as the sounds of wet, feral fucking began again—louder, messier, and nowhere near finished.