Montropolis/Austin Limits - Q.C. Planet
[TS-02] BF-04 A Week in Montropolis.
By Darrel Vanwinkle (Lord Pouchlaw)
01/27/2023
Chapter 01
Within Leather's family jacket factory, Leather and Fenton had looked over most of the production lines and they were currently standing near a rear safety door when suddenly an alarm sounded and an electronic voice announced, "Malfunction in terminal line fourteen! All unauthorized personnel exit factory into safety yard until repairs are made!"
Leather grabbed Fenton and ushered him through the safety door they were near. "Sorry, Fenton. I'll be back for you later." And Leather closed the safety door behind the human boy.
Fenton found himself within a ten foot by ten foot yard surrounded by the factory on all sides with no windows and only two doors, both sealed from the inside.
He could barely hear the alarm in the factory still sounding. Some parts of the yard were grassier and weedier than others. As Fenton was walking around the over-saturated grassy yard, he stepped on to what felt like a softer than usual patch of the yard. "What the?" And he leaped up and jumped down hard on this section of the yard without thinking about it and without warning he broke through the grass and dropped down a hole in the ground and he landed in a cross section of an underground tunnel beneath the jacket factory.
Looking back up, he was surprised that the opening he fell through had closed back into place as if the ground had been a trap door. The tunnel had the smell of oil or tar, some sort of rubber and a mud like sex scent. And there was no ladder going back up to where he had fallen through the ground. So Fenton began following the tunnel in the direction he could sense fresh air coming from. At least the air was moving from that direction. Eventually, Fenton came across a spongy looking chamber where most of the scent was coming from.
And on the far side of the chamber was what looked like a black ladder leading up the back wall.
"About time I found a way out of this tunnel. It doesn't feel like I am under the factory any more." And he stepped out into the chamber to make his way across toward the ladder.
Fenton was about half way across the chamber when he stopped and noticed that what he had thought was a ladder was in truth just a painting of a ladder on the wall. "You got to be kidding me! A fake ladder painting? Now why would anyone do that for? I better head back." As he turned to go back the way he had come from, he noticed that his shoes and feet were now stuck in a sticky portion of the floor that he had not noticed when he had walked out to that position. Struggling to pull himself free of that spot only resulted in making him sink further into the dark looking floor Eventually, he was up to his waist in that spot in the floor. "Oh fuck... what is this stuff and what is preventing me from pulling myself out of it? Maybe if I try to crawl out of it, I can get out of this stuff..." But as he attempted to do this, he found that the floor resisted his getting a grip on it as he sank again.
Now the boy was up to his neck in this sticky hole. And that was when he began to realize that the stuff he was stuck in had been dissolving his clothes entirely off of his body. He was actually butt naked in the sticky floor. And he had left his launcher at home. "There has to be a way to get free of this stuff. Now what am I feeling?" The sensation of a prehensile cock pressed itself up into the boy's anus and stretched his insides as he felt knots forming inside his anal ring. And then in a fast motion, he was pulled entirely under!
Fenton's next realization occurred when he opened his eyes and saw several scale covered rat like boys seated much like himself in the new chamber that smelled of oil and sex. He asked, "Who are you guys? And where are we?"
The closest scaly boy turned his snout to look at the human boy and kissed him on the mouth. "I am Terry Rapper. And you fell into one of the Master's Cock Pits. If you didn't mean to come here, perhaps we can get a message to the Master and he can free you. But you are a nice and fun looking person. Would you play with me while you are here?"
"My name is Fenton Kornel, but you can just call me Fenton. I was visiting with Leather the Gargoyle and I fell through a grassy trap door in the safety yard and landed in a tunnel."
He then asked, "Why does it smell like oil and sex in here?"
Terry replied, "The Master makes the oil so we stay lubricated. As for the sex smell, we smell that way naturally. The Master says that the smell we make can help people be aroused."
End of Chapter 01
[TS-02] BF-04 A Week in Montropolis.
By Darrel Vanwinkle (Lord Pouchlaw)
01/27/2023
Chapter 01
Within Leather's family jacket factory, Leather and Fenton had looked over most of the production lines and they were currently standing near a rear safety door when suddenly an alarm sounded and an electronic voice announced, "Malfunction in terminal line fourteen! All unauthorized personnel exit factory into safety yard until repairs are made!"
Leather grabbed Fenton and ushered him through the safety door they were near. "Sorry, Fenton. I'll be back for you later." And Leather closed the safety door behind the human boy.
Fenton found himself within a ten foot by ten foot yard surrounded by the factory on all sides with no windows and only two doors, both sealed from the inside.
He could barely hear the alarm in the factory still sounding. Some parts of the yard were grassier and weedier than others. As Fenton was walking around the over-saturated grassy yard, he stepped on to what felt like a softer than usual patch of the yard. "What the?" And he leaped up and jumped down hard on this section of the yard without thinking about it and without warning he broke through the grass and dropped down a hole in the ground and he landed in a cross section of an underground tunnel beneath the jacket factory.
Looking back up, he was surprised that the opening he fell through had closed back into place as if the ground had been a trap door. The tunnel had the smell of oil or tar, some sort of rubber and a mud like sex scent. And there was no ladder going back up to where he had fallen through the ground. So Fenton began following the tunnel in the direction he could sense fresh air coming from. At least the air was moving from that direction. Eventually, Fenton came across a spongy looking chamber where most of the scent was coming from.
And on the far side of the chamber was what looked like a black ladder leading up the back wall.
"About time I found a way out of this tunnel. It doesn't feel like I am under the factory any more." And he stepped out into the chamber to make his way across toward the ladder.
Fenton was about half way across the chamber when he stopped and noticed that what he had thought was a ladder was in truth just a painting of a ladder on the wall. "You got to be kidding me! A fake ladder painting? Now why would anyone do that for? I better head back." As he turned to go back the way he had come from, he noticed that his shoes and feet were now stuck in a sticky portion of the floor that he had not noticed when he had walked out to that position. Struggling to pull himself free of that spot only resulted in making him sink further into the dark looking floor Eventually, he was up to his waist in that spot in the floor. "Oh fuck... what is this stuff and what is preventing me from pulling myself out of it? Maybe if I try to crawl out of it, I can get out of this stuff..." But as he attempted to do this, he found that the floor resisted his getting a grip on it as he sank again.
Now the boy was up to his neck in this sticky hole. And that was when he began to realize that the stuff he was stuck in had been dissolving his clothes entirely off of his body. He was actually butt naked in the sticky floor. And he had left his launcher at home. "There has to be a way to get free of this stuff. Now what am I feeling?" The sensation of a prehensile cock pressed itself up into the boy's anus and stretched his insides as he felt knots forming inside his anal ring. And then in a fast motion, he was pulled entirely under!
Fenton's next realization occurred when he opened his eyes and saw several scale covered rat like boys seated much like himself in the new chamber that smelled of oil and sex. He asked, "Who are you guys? And where are we?"
The closest scaly boy turned his snout to look at the human boy and kissed him on the mouth. "I am Terry Rapper. And you fell into one of the Master's Cock Pits. If you didn't mean to come here, perhaps we can get a message to the Master and he can free you. But you are a nice and fun looking person. Would you play with me while you are here?"
"My name is Fenton Kornel, but you can just call me Fenton. I was visiting with Leather the Gargoyle and I fell through a grassy trap door in the safety yard and landed in a tunnel."
He then asked, "Why does it smell like oil and sex in here?"
Terry replied, "The Master makes the oil so we stay lubricated. As for the sex smell, we smell that way naturally. The Master says that the smell we make can help people be aroused."
End of Chapter 01
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