Small change of plans, the new Sonic trailer dropped earlier this week, and Im going make a few Sonic edits today like I did last time, lets keep the tradition going. Partially cause of the high requests, and partially cause I kind of want to. Here are the first few, will be adding a few more to the post throughout the day.
Hopefully if all goes well, I should be able to drop some of the first results of my new Velma stuff on the weekend, her face is giving me a lot more trouble to draw than I thought, but I haven't given up yet.
Edit: So Im going to leave it at these 7 edits, I started more I ended up scrapping cause this post has been up long enough and its time to move on.
I did start on an ass shot of sonic, but that one is a painting and not an edit, since Im painting it from scratch myself using all Ive learned from these edits. But ill work on that slowly as the month progresses so I can prioritize something that isnt Sonic next. Youll get to see the ass part sometime later this month if I can finish it in time.
I would let sonic fuck me I wonder how getting fucked at sonic speed would feel like? UwU
holy shit, that last one tho
I credit shad for my colorful taste in what I find hot
I thank shad for my colorful taste in what I deem sexy
Want to see that dick hard
I need to see futa sonic hard rock
I have never craved death so dearly as I have until now
seek psychiatric help
But can you blame him
why yes, yes i can. Killing yourself over something like this is the definition of mental retardation and they must seek psychiatric help post haste
Really? No conclusion to Star and Raven? What’s been up man you never finish any of these anymore?
1. Awesome job Shad, you’re an amazing artist.
2. There is no Easter Bunny, there is no Tooth Fairy, and there are no Free Nut Coupons. Begone.
And there is no queen of england
10 points for the Megamind reference.
Is that you Titan?
Futa Sonic didn’t have to make me but that hard…
Please keep doing these photos please shadman.
Male/21 Looking for traps/bottoms/women. Kik:BonyJones
Im proud of you Shad. You’re a good artist
bro i just want futa sonic to shove their hedge dick deep in my asshole ok
same
Kinda wanted to see more of Velma or starfire/raven
I like the last picture, but it would be nice another version of the same picture without a dick xd
Now erected version with cumshot would be nice
I want more
hmmmm i liked the last one hehehehhehe
More trap sonic!
Shad, if you could stop turning me into a furry that’d be great
Is it wrong I want to fuck sonic now? This version
shame
More of this please
My mind: Don’t fap on this, don’t fap on this, don’t fap on this…
love these
More plz
WHAT ABOUT STARFIRE AND RAVEN?????
I want more of this please
Not gonna lie…I want more of this
Do what you want bud.
Why do I love this
Make more trap sonic
no
But actually, yes
But actually no
but actually yes
Butt cock assually
Idk what’s going on with that dick, but I like it. Some kind of sheath?
You couldn’t leave it without him having a dick!? Why must you put a dick on EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING you draw!?!?! Why happened to just good old fashioned pussy man!?? Fuck I’m sick of dicks in every thing. You’re clearly a pansexual shad but fuck if you don’t lean more one way than the other. It really shows with all these DICKS everywhere in your drawings. Frankly I miss the older you more. I also miss Loli, shotas on older female, milfs and just PUSSY PERIOD!!!!!!!! Overall Anyway. If you can’t or don’t want to do any of that please for the love of God go back to Raven and Starfire rimming one another. That’s the hottest work of yours I’ve seen since incesibles..which was years ago. I’d never get tired of Raven and Starfire ass snorting one another or other Titan girls. Also can’t you go under another name / moniker and draw Loli and shota again? New website too since you don’t want to do it under shadbase anymore
Retard
begone retard
Shemales were classic shadbase dumbass. None of your child porn
look back in the archives, stupid. most of his pinups had a dickgirl version.
You’re right bro don’t pay attention to all these faggots
nice sockpuppet … not
Cry bitch boy
the dick only makes it better
Amen! Enough of the faggot bullshit!
oh look none of the art he said and instead its furry sonic tranny trash. keep that meme shit on twitter
no
Cry
So by the end of the week instead of any actual art that was said to be here its weird sonic furry porn edits. I’m not trying to be a dick here, I love some of your work but this is kinda disappointing
You should do some more fallout or rainbow six siege art
You should do American dads Francine
bro can u draw True Damage Qiyana from lol please? she’s dummy thick and she has an extremely ugly face which makes her even more sexy
Did u have to make fem sonic have a dick
this shit is so hot. sonic getting fucked please!
So when will we see a sonic comic?
Plz, do the new small daphne !!
PLZ DO NEW DAPHNE !! The “little” version
Please give up, he quit.
Where are Raven’s comic
This shit is utter trash. Fucking finish the comic you lazy fucking faggot. You’re losing your audience with this shit, it fucking sucks.
OK Coomer
Shad my dude, you can’t just tease us. Show fem Sonic getting fucked legit.
this ^^^^
I second this opinion xD
More please! It’s beautiful
Where the FUCK is Velma yo
Have em fuck
Kik me if you live in ohio 😉
Kik: minecraftanal
That second picture from the top is just pure sexy awesome. Others i just find more funny xD Love your work shadman, keep this awesome work up.
maybe go back to the ass worship between the daughter and step mom shad
10/10
fucking garbage finish raven x starfire. just finish fucking something for once
I Second this
Kik switch035 let me know what you want
Damn, now I need to see the futa one hard.
Imagine fucking this thing and you get pricked in the balls by her hedgehog spikes.
I WANT MY FUCKIN VELMA TIDDIES, SHAD
make an steven universe pls
Needs creampie
Shadbase ur like dark kookie now
i have a request, i was wondering if you could put like a like dislike button so you could see how much people liked it and disliked it instead of you reading hundreds of comments pls think about it at least, and keep up the good work ;]
No. That’s a fucking horrible idea. Too many trolls and bigots. You’ll wind up with nothing but str8 porn and kiddie-fucking porn. So no. Stick your dumbass idea baaaaaack up your ass.
Well I mean if that is what the majority wants, then I don’t see a problem with it.
Fuck the majority
Yeaaah and clearly you have an objective opinion on the matter really showed that guy huh. :P
Falling in love :^)
Can you return to Raven and Starfire comic please
I will, after this week is over, its back to that full time.
Pretty please!
You given up on Velma?
Good more Raven reps! joy jump :(
Can you please go back to Raven and Stafire comic please
can you return to Raven and Starfire comic please ?
MORE SONIC!
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From the novella SHEMALE PLANET…
——–
I woke up on a huge floor cushion in some sort of a living room. Della sat next to me, nude and cross-legged. She looked at me with fond interest. I wore the same lingerie I’d left the ship in.
“Where… where am I? How long..?” I groggily wondered.
“Lis Ma Drea. My planet. We landed two hours ago. You’ve been through a medical screening and been immunized. You’ve also gone through a special neural… procedure.”
“What procedure?” I whispered in dread.
“Nothing harmful. Something to help acclimate you to this world. Your new world.”
“Where’s Mr. Linkwood?”
“Your shipmate is getting the same medical treatment you did.”
“What’s going to happen to him?”
“He’s unambiguously a man, so he’s going to a work camp like the other males.”
“Slaves?” I fairly gasped.
“Nothing like your Earth history. Our men are kept very happy. They’re treated and fed well. They’re allowed recreational drugs; they sleep on comfortable beds and enjoy frequent sex when they’re not working.”
“Sex? Really?”
“There’s much sex in the camps, all of it consensual—except for those being punished. When a woman commits a crime she may be sentenced to serve as a prostitute in the camps. On the other hand some women enjoy multiple male partners, and they actually volunteer to serve in the camps. But mostly it is sissies and femmers—what you’d call shemales—who are given to the men as a reward.”
“Oh my.”
“I know it’s very different from your world. The men here have none of the power, but nobody is ashamed of sex or nudity. We have none of your Earth neuroses.”
“Is that why you’re naked in front of me?”
Your a great artist, you don’t get enough thanks. Keep it up and live healthy
Where’s the ass licking lol?
Wow
Do more sonic fuck velma
Oh there is the dick that no one wanted…
fuck velma more sonic
More Velma please!
More velma please!!!
No its ALL WRONG, THE LEGS, ARE ALL WRONG
Futa abs sonic please
More sonic futa pls?
More futa sonic?
I didn’t like the very first sonic you did, but gotta admit, I’m slowly growing on it. Now, if you could do atleast one more with shlem getting railed out thatd be perfect.
Where the fuck is more velma
Death stranding shad?
the two characters to do is a baby and an old man do you really want that?
I just want the end to the Starfire and Raven comic, that is all I ask for in life from you right now. Please Shad, just lemme bust a few more nuts to that.
Plz shad
the latest one has me like: OvO
Yiff in hell, furfag.
death to all fags
Hey Shad I know that you are working on multiple projects revolving the upcoming movies, but i was wondering if you can take a look at the new Pokemon games (especially the new Bea gym leader)
I can F that all nigth long
Why do i like this?!?
Yes!
This is total BS. There are no free nut coupons.
I saw something about a sonic ass picture on twitter, i’d love to see that!
What the fuck is the appeal of Sonic the fuckin’ hedgehog?
well the “fuking'” i would think
this make big peen
i must say i agree good fellow your taste in the tantalising masturbation is very high brow and i must congratulate you on your eloquent English
Kill the gays like ww2
very nice i am 12 year indian boy and i like youre work very much
SToP
Does this make me a Furry?
I think Sonic is considered a gateway furry, similar to pokemon characters.
…PLLLEASE do Team Hot Wheels: The Origin of Awesome! But just watch the movie first. It’s just a children’s film, yet, it’s REALLY FUCKING AMAZING. Although, it’s for a friend. She hasn’t been talking to me like she use to since last year. I’m asking you a quick favor just to surprise my best friend. She’s ALSO a big fan. So ..can you do that for me?
NO, DON’t LISTEN TO BRELS WE NEED MORE BIONICLE!
Stop. My dick can’t take it
Does this make me a Furry?
Yes. Deepthroat a gun before it’s too late.
The last one is sexy AF
Star wars???? Cuz of the new game huh? Plz theres almost no good star wars porn out there i know you will get it right
I’m an 18 bi male who likes most things on shadbase. I have a nice feminine butt if you’re curious. Ignore the fake negative comments that look like they’re different people, there’s a no life loser who leaves edgy comments like they’re from different people. since it is all anonymous. My kik is bottomcream. I like male female femboys trans, add me and see this butt for yourself 😊 .
i only find one result on kik, which is parker is that you?
Yes
See I knew he replies as Anonymous on his own comments. No one else would care enough to confirm.
ha! gaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy
Still fat and ugly
Were i can find you??
DOOOOO SPONGEBOB NEXT!
TRAILER CAME OUT FOR SPONGEBOB!!!
NO. SPONGEBOB IS CROSSING THE LINE.
I thought crossing the line was the goal here at Shadbase
Ya but…Spongebob?
Didnt shad do spongebob like 10 years ago? I think so, but as a joke.
Shad, is everything going better after your break?
Yo, do Hazbin Hotel. Oh my god that would be awesome
Holy shit you are a damn genius…
YEEEESSS
Shad is Killing it lately !
From the novella SHEMALE PLANET…
——–
I woke up on a huge floor cushion in some sort of a living room. Della sat next to me, nude and cross-legged. She looked at me with fond interest. I wore the same lingerie I’d left the ship in.
“Where… where am I? How long..?” I groggily wondered.
“Lis Ma Drea. My planet. We landed two hours ago. You’ve been through a medical screening and been immunized. You’ve also gone through a special neural… procedure.”
“What procedure?” I whispered in dread.
“Nothing harmful. Something to help acclimate you to this world. Your new world.”
“Where’s Mr. Linkwood?”
“Your shipmate is getting the same medical treatment you did.”
“What’s going to happen to him?”
“He’s unambiguously a man, so he’s going to a work camp like the other males.”
“Slaves?” I fairly gasped.
“Nothing like your Earth history. Our men are kept very happy. They’re treated and fed well. They’re allowed recreational drugs; they sleep on comfortable beds and enjoy frequent sex when they’re not working.”
“Sex? Really?”
“There’s much sex in the camps, all of it consensual—except for those being punished. When a woman commits a crime she may be sentenced to serve as a prostitute in the camps. On the other hand some women enjoy multiple male partners, and they actually volunteer to serve in the camps. But mostly it is sissies and femmers—what you’d call shemales—who are given to the men as a reward.”
“Oh my.”
“I know it’s very different from your world. The men here have none of the power, but nobody is ashamed of sex or nudity. We have none of your Earth neuroses.”
“Is that why you’re naked in front of me?”
“Mostly it’s to underscore the point that even though I am nude, I have all the power. You shall learn your place as a slave. Those who refuse to submit, die.”
“Do all men go to the camps?”
“Yes. Those with special skills, such as medical or technical are allowed to work in that capacity. Your Mr. Linkwood may be so employed.”
“That is good.”
“But your penis doesn’t make you a man, just a male. Sufficiently feminine males may choose to live as a sissy or a femmer. They live as girls full time. Many serve in the camps but some serve as personal slaves to women who prefer sissy or femmer servants. In addition to their domestic duties, sissies and femmers are often used as sexual toys. Those whose sperm is genetically desirable are milked every few lunar cycles to replenish our population. Most go to the camps.”
I shuddered, thinking of the awful possibilities. With my androgynous features and slight stature I’d probably end up as some big guy’s bitch. And what if I were forced to wear women’s clothing all the time? Living as a girl seemed awful in its own way.
“C-can’t we work something out?”
Her gentle eyes flashed with irritation. She slapped me across the face. “You’re a slave and now it is time to learn it. You are to address any woman and any femmer as ‘Ma’am.’ If you are ever so fortunate to have an owner you shall address her as ‘Mistress.’ Do you understand, slave?”
“Y-yes, Ma’am,” I moaned, rubbing my cheek.
She clapped her hands sharply and double doors opened into the chamber. A pair of Amazon beauties, a redhead and a blonde, six-four and muscled, strode in wearing that hard plastic armor and boots. They stood at attention across from the bed and bowed their heads slightly toward Della. The looked as if they could identical twins. They seemed somehow familiar.
“You shall be taken to the Ka-La mining camp,” Della told me. “You’ll be placed with the general population in a capacity yet to be determined.”
She looked to the Amazons and nodded at me. I screamed like a little bitch as they grabbed me by my shoulder length hair and pulled me to my feet. They dragged me out of the chamber still wearing the lingerie that I’d worn from the ship. I was a crossdressed sissy slave on a planet ruled by powerful women, and I had no idea what was in store for me.
***
I followed her the rest of the way down the hall and through the security portal. We entered an antechamber of one hundred square feet. There was a table in the center of the room with straps on one end for securing a jackknifed prisoner, and at the other end was a console with retinal and brand scanners. There were also several lockers built into the wall. On the far wall was a second security portal, an inner door that I supposed led to the camp, guarded by two armed femmers.
The two sentinels smiled at Mellia. “Would you like us to check him in?”
“As her garments suggest I think this one is definitely going to be a ‘she,’ femmer sisters. I will do the check-in.” She turned to me. “Look into the retinal scanner and place your ID brand on the other.” She typed a short sequence into the console.
I did as she ordered and then stepped away when she said so.
She spoke into the console. “Alien slave. Origin star system STT-1093. Native planet name of ‘Earth.’ Alien name of Gary P. Luckler. Current slave name… ‘Mary.’ Sissy status as of now. Assigned to slave Ragan, MMSS-168. Sex status is…” She looked at me with fondness. “Pink.”
As I wondered what she meant by ‘Pink’ a sharp warning tone issued and then the inner security door opened. A beefcake of a man stepped through, escorted by two more femmers. I couldn’t help my gasp in awe and wonder. To my dismay my cock started to tingle in my panties, especially when he looked at me and grinned.
“Meet Ragar,” Mellia said.
He was six-foot eight, a foot taller than me, two hundred fifty pounds of wall-to-wall muscle. He had jet-black hair, hazel eyes and a wide smile of perfect teeth. His dick was almost as big as Mellia’s. I knew this because he was completely naked except for leather-like sandals. He was as handsome as any movie star.
“Ragar, this is Mary. She’s from the alien planet Earth about five light years away, and she came up us dressed like this—a prank by her now-deceased shipmates. Do you get the feeling they knew more about her than she knew about herself?”
“Ragar is sure of it,” he said with a deep, manly chuckle.
“She is being assigned to you.”
“Oh,” he growled lustily. “What has Ragar done to earn such a prize? I’ll be rich!”
“She’s not a Red, man-slave. She’s Pink.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Mellia addressed me. “Come, Mary.”
She removed what looked like a chrome steel chastity belt from the locker and began strapping it on me. It left my cock free but it covered my asshole with an inch-wide strip of chrome-like metal. While she locked it on me, Mellia explained. “Sissy slaves in camp are accorded one of three statuses. White is a girl that cannot be touched sexually and may only be disciplined by a woman or a femmer. Pink is a girl who is limited sexually, usually only to the holder of her belt key. And Red…” She looked lustfully into my eyes. “She’s a sissy free to be fucked by any male slave or anyone else in the camp.” She handed the key to Ragar. “She’s all yours.”
His eyes gleamed. For a moment I couldn’t breath and there was an emptiness of fear in the pit of my stomach.
“Only yours. No pimping her out or settling debts with her. Understood?” the black beauty said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” he said, grinning at me. “She’s a Pink.”
That made me feel only a little better. She signaled to the sentinels to take us back into the actual camp. With Ragar taking up the rear I followed the femmers though the inner security portal, feeling as stunned as I had ever been.
“Your ass is very feminine,” Ragar growled sexily. “I shall enjoy fucking it.”
I expected one of the femmers to turn around and hit him for breaking the third person rule saying “I” and ‘your.” After a moment I looked back in puzzlement. He was leering at me like a horny jock looking at a nudie website.
“Is Ragar not breaking the first person rule?”
“It is not so formal inside the camp unless a woman comes back or femmers are here on royal business. You may speak freely.”
“Oh,” I said, turning my eyes back to front, unnerved by his hungry look. “I’m not gay, Ragar,” I said after a moment. “I don’t like sex with men.”
“Have you ever had sex with a man?” he said. His voice said he was grinning.
“Uh… well. No. But—”
“Hah! So you just think you won’t like it.”
“No, I know I won’t.”
“You delude yourself, little Pink. I can tell from the smell of you the femmers have had their way. I can smell three or four different strains of semen. Including yours. Tell me you didn’t love their dicks. And don’t lie because I will discipline you.”
I blushed deeply and said nothing. After a moment he laughed fondly.
“I have heard of you Earth types. Your peoples are filled with guilt and shame over sex and pleasure, and it spills out in misery and war.”
“I suppose so.”
“Suppose? Ha! You know it’s true.”
We came to a halt at yet another portal. I looked back down the hundred meter long passage, wondering what those steel and concrete looking walls were actually made out of. I looked back to see Ragar grinning at me, and I was dismayed at how sexy I found him, all rippling muscles and chiseled features. He wasn’t fooled.
“Oh yes,” he said. “I can tell.”
His big hand reached around and cupped my dick through my panties. I immediately got so hard. “Your voice says no but your cock says yes,” he said.
“I… uh, maybe. But I really want women. A lot more.”
The two shemale sentinels escorting us tittered.
“Maybe you’ve just never had the right man,” he growled sexily, pinning me to the wall. “A real man. Not one of those soft males from your planet.”
I wanted to ask him how he know about Earth but his face hovered mere inches over mine, a strong masculine smell exuded from every pore. He cupped my left cheek in his big, strong right hand, and I almost melted at how gently he held my face, like a lover’s. I felt owned right then. I bit my lower lip trying to conceal my desire. He grinned, knowing what I felt.
“Do you want to ask anything?” he said, his lips close to mine.
I couldn’t help it. “Kiss me, Ragar. Oh please kiss me hard!”
Instead of a violent kiss his lips tenderly my mine, and I felt them part slightly. I felt his hot breath on my lips and I opened my mouth to him. I couldn’t believe that my tongue began to shyly explore his lips, but I was so horny. Even if I hadn’t been dressed in panties, bra and garterbelt I still would have felt like his bitch.
Ragar picked me up in his strong arms as easily if I had been a housecat and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue like a cock, mewling with a desire I never thought I could have for a man. Still kissing me he nodded at one of the shemales, who punched a button. The portal swung open. Still kissing me deeply he stepped through the door, carrying me over the threshold like a sissy bride.
“Have fun with her,” said the other sentinel.
As the portal closed I saw the pair of them headed back toward the front.
“Lucky man,” said one of the femmer sentinels on duty inside the portal. “Legend has it that Earth males make the sluttiest sissies. Too bad she’s a Pink. I’d fuck her right now otherwise.”
***
The hunky alien male kept deep kissing me as he carried me down the hall to a door that lacked a security scanner or a notification button. He carried me over the threshold and into a large room.
“These are my private quarters.”
He gently set me down on his large bed and sat next to me.
“I labor here in the dormitory area, so I am frequently assigned new sissies they want trained as companions or pleasure girls.”
“P-pleasure girls?” I whimpered, fearing I knew what he meant.
“Reds,” he explained with a crooked grin. “Fear not. I’ve also trained as many palace slaves as Reds. You might end up belonging to a woman. But I hope not. I want you here.”
He rose and went to a closet door, opening it. I gasped aloud at the sight of more exotic lingerie than I’d ever seen in one place. Then I saw it wasn’t just bedroom wear but dresses meant to expose, to make a sissy feel vulnerable. Underneath the rack of seductive garments was a row of sexy shoes.
“These belonged a sissy who was given to me for training much like you’ve been. She stayed with me longer than any of them before. One of the queens took an interest and it was my job to teach her all she had to know about serving and being a lover. When the queen sent for her, the clothes were left behind for future girls.” He smiled. “Like you.”
He stood over me, looking down into my starry, lust-filled eyes. He softly stroked my fair and face, letting me feel his strength. I couldn’t believe I was falling for a man I’d met only thirty minutes ago. He looked at me so possessively it filled me with security.
“Ragar,” I moaned with sudden passion, “please… I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Own me. Make me your slave!”
What am I saying?
The closest I’d ever come to a bisexual whim was admiring fellow crewmember Dan Phillips, but I’d never fantasized actual sex with him. Now I was looking up into the eyes of this exotic stud and wanting him to fuck my mouth and my asshole. I wanted to be his sissy wife!
Ragar bent down and unlocked the chastity belt. He tossed it aside and fastened his lips on mine, shoving his tongue in like he was going to fuck my mouth with it. I shivered at the hot, wet muscle in my mouth and I sucked on it like a slut who hadn’t been fucked in years. I reached to ease my panties down my legs, and Ragar broke the kiss. He grinned hotly at me.
“Eager little slut, aren’t you? I approve of your passion, but I unwrap my own presents, little sissy slut.” He took the hem of my panties in two hands and tore them off my waist as easily if they were tissue. “You will wear only the clothes I give you for now.” Then he ripped off the bra. “The belt and stockings look sexy. I give you those to wear.”
Now I was fully exposed. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his thick, strong cock, at least thirteen inches of it. He caught me looking and smiled. He lay back against the headboard and spread his legs, an open invitation for me to crawl up between them
I quickly accepted. I knelt between his naked muscular thighs and took in the sight of that thick, veined beast lying on his flat stomach. It was so hard it shuddered with each heartbeat. He had no circumcision scar and no foreskin, either. I realized that none of the shemales had evidence of ever having a foreskin.
Perhaps they’ve genetically bred those out.
I pushed all these thoughts away and took that strong, beautiful, big dick in my hand. I could just encircle him with my fingers. The erection blood was almost burning hot. The skin was soft but not tender as it throbbed in my hand. The head was like a heart shaped helmet, purplish and plump. Its veins made it a thing alive but not a monster to fear. A bead of precum oozed from the hole.
Until my orgy with three alien shemales I’d thought of penises as unappealing. I could understand being turned on by an erection attached to a beautiful exotic woman, but Ragar was a man—all man. He was manlier than even the soldiers in my former crew, so powerful and virile I couldn’t help being attracted.
In front of such a man what could I be but a woman?—his bitch.
Grateful that the shemales taught me to give head and deep-throat, I lowered my lips to the tip of his cock. I licked up the clear, sticky drop, savoring it before taking his full length into the warm cavern of my mouth. I took him down my throat as easily as if I’d been doing it for years. I glowed with satisfaction as he groaned deeply. My cock came to full attention and knotted with pleasure.
“What an accomplished cocksucker you are, Earth sissy! Are all the males on your planet such horny sluts, little Mary?”
I pulled back and licked the circumference of his pole. I panted out my answer between excited breaths. “They don’t have men like you on Earth, Ragar! What could any—”
“Master,” he growled sexily. “You’re my bitch, so call me ‘Master,’ little slut.”
“Oh yes, Master! I was saying what could any lesser male be but your slut?”
“And you want me to make you my wife?” he muttered in pleasure as my tongue circled his meat like an ice cream cone in danger of melting.
“Yes, Master!”
“Beg for it, slut. Beg to be my wife. Beg me to fuck you.”
“Oh, please make me your sissy wife, Master,” I moaned in delirious passion. “Fuck me hard and turn me into your wife!”
“With pleasure,” he chortled.
He shoved me back like I was a rag doll, picked me up and set me on my knees, bent forward with my face lying on the mattress. He pushed my thighs apart and knelt down there. I felt his warm man tool slick with my spit rubbing against my well-used asshole, still slippery from the orgy. He teased my puckered hole with the cockhead I’d just been licking and sucking, making me cry out with frustration.
“Please, please fuck me, Master!” I whimpered. “Please fuck your sissy wife!”
“That’s my horny slut!”
I felt the tip press against my well-fucked asshole. It eagerly opened to accept his pulsing length. I groaned in delight at the hot nastiness as his cockmeat slid up my anal chute like a sissy cunt, filling my rectal cavity and pushing further up into me until he’d buried his dick all the way up my ass. He held it there so I could feel myself impaled on his pulsing, hot tool, and then he began sliding it in and out, slowly at first.
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up on a huge floor cushion in some sort of a living room. Della sat next to me, nude and cross-legged. She looked at me with fond interest. I wore the same lingerie I’d left the ship in.
“Where… where am I? How long..?” I groggily wondered.
“Lis Ma Drea. My planet. We landed two hours ago. You’ve been through a medical screening and been immunized. You’ve also gone through a special neural… procedure.”
“What procedure?” I whispered in dread.
“Nothing harmful. Something to help acclimate you to this world. Your new world.”
“Where’s Mr. Linkwood?”
“Your shipmate is getting the same medical treatment you did.”
“What’s going to happen to him?”
“He’s unambiguously a man, so he’s going to a work camp like the other males.”
“Slaves?” I fairly gasped.
“Nothing like your Earth history. Our men are kept very happy. They’re treated and fed well. They’re allowed recreational drugs; they sleep on comfortable beds and enjoy frequent sex when they’re not working.”
“Sex? Really?”
“There’s much sex in the camps, all of it consensual—except for those being punished. When a woman commits a crime she may be sentenced to serve as a prostitute in the camps. On the other hand some women enjoy multiple male partners, and they actually volunteer to serve in the camps. But mostly it is sissies and femmers—what you’d call shemales—who are given to the men as a reward.”
“Oh my.”
“I know it’s very different from your world. The men here have none of the power, but nobody is ashamed of sex or nudity. We have none of your Earth neuroses.”
“Is that why you’re naked in front of me?”
“Mostly it’s to underscore the point that even though I am nude, I have all the power. You shall learn your place as a slave. Those who refuse to submit, die.”
“Do all men go to the camps?”
“Yes. Those with special skills, such as medical or technical are allowed to work in that capacity. Your Mr. Linkwood may be so employed.”
“That is good.”
“But your penis doesn’t make you a man, just a male. Sufficiently feminine males may choose to live as a sissy or a femmer. They live as girls full time. Many serve in the camps but some serve as personal slaves to women who prefer sissy or femmer servants. In addition to their domestic duties, sissies and femmers are often used as sexual toys. Those whose sperm is genetically desirable are milked every few lunar cycles to replenish our population. Most go to the camps.”
I shuddered, thinking of the awful possibilities. With my androgynous features and slight stature I’d probably end up as some big guy’s bitch. And what if I were forced to wear women’s clothing all the time? Living as a girl seemed awful in its own way.
“C-can’t we work something out?”
Her gentle eyes flashed with irritation. She slapped me across the face. “You’re a slave and now it is time to learn it. You are to address any woman and any femmer as ‘Ma’am.’ If you are ever so fortunate to have an owner you shall address her as ‘Mistress.’ Do you understand, slave?”
“Y-yes, Ma’am,” I moaned, rubbing my cheek.
She clapped her hands sharply and double doors opened into the chamber. A pair of Amazon beauties, a redhead and a blonde, six-four and muscled, strode in wearing that hard plastic armor and boots. They stood at attention across from the bed and bowed their heads slightly toward Della. The looked as if they could identical twins. They seemed somehow familiar.
“You shall be taken to the Ka-La mining camp,” Della told me. “You’ll be placed with the general population in a capacity yet to be determined.”
She looked to the Amazons and nodded at me. I screamed like a little bitch as they grabbed me by my shoulder length hair and pulled me to my feet. They dragged me out of the chamber still wearing the lingerie that I’d worn from the ship. I was a crossdressed sissy slave on a planet ruled by powerful women, and I had no idea what was in store for me.
***
I followed her the rest of the way down the hall and through the security portal. We entered an antechamber of one hundred square feet. There was a table in the center of the room with straps on one end for securing a jackknifed prisoner, and at the other end was a console with retinal and brand scanners. There were also several lockers built into the wall. On the far wall was a second security portal, an inner door that I supposed led to the camp, guarded by two armed femmers.
The two sentinels smiled at Mellia. “Would you like us to check him in?”
“As her garments suggest I think this one is definitely going to be a ‘she,’ femmer sisters. I will do the check-in.” She turned to me. “Look into the retinal scanner and place your ID brand on the other.” She typed a short sequence into the console.
I did as she ordered and then stepped away when she said so.
She spoke into the console. “Alien slave. Origin star system STT-1093. Native planet name of ‘Earth.’ Alien name of Gary P. Luckler. Current slave name… ‘Mary.’ Sissy status as of now. Assigned to slave Ragan, MMSS-168. Sex status is…” She looked at me with fondness. “Pink.”
As I wondered what she meant by ‘Pink’ a sharp warning tone issued and then the inner security door opened. A beefcake of a man stepped through, escorted by two more femmers. I couldn’t help my gasp in awe and wonder. To my dismay my cock started to tingle in my panties, especially when he looked at me and grinned.
“Meet Ragar,” Mellia said.
He was six-foot eight, a foot taller than me, two hundred fifty pounds of wall-to-wall muscle. He had jet-black hair, hazel eyes and a wide smile of perfect teeth. His dick was almost as big as Mellia’s. I knew this because he was completely naked except for leather-like sandals. He was as handsome as any movie star.
“Ragar, this is Mary. She’s from the alien planet Earth about five light years away, and she came up us dressed like this—a prank by her now-deceased shipmates. Do you get the feeling they knew more about her than she knew about herself?”
“Ragar is sure of it,” he said with a deep, manly chuckle.
“She is being assigned to you.”
“Oh,” he growled lustily. “What has Ragar done to earn such a prize? I’ll be rich!”
“She’s not a Red, man-slave. She’s Pink.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Mellia addressed me. “Come, Mary.”
She removed what looked like a chrome steel chastity belt from the locker and began strapping it on me. It left my cock free but it covered my asshole with an inch-wide strip of chrome-like metal. While she locked it on me, Mellia explained. “Sissy slaves in camp are accorded one of three statuses. White is a girl that cannot be touched sexually and may only be disciplined by a woman or a femmer. Pink is a girl who is limited sexually, usually only to the holder of her belt key. And Red…” She looked lustfully into my eyes. “She’s a sissy free to be fucked by any male slave or anyone else in the camp.” She handed the key to Ragar. “She’s all yours.”
His eyes gleamed. For a moment I couldn’t breath and there was an emptiness of fear in the pit of my stomach.
“Only yours. No pimping her out or settling debts with her. Understood?” the black beauty said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” he said, grinning at me. “She’s a Pink.”
That made me feel only a little better. She signaled to the sentinels to take us back into the actual camp. With Ragar taking up the rear I followed the femmers though the inner security portal, feeling as stunned as I had ever been.
“Your ass is very feminine,” Ragar growled sexily. “I shall enjoy fucking it.”
I expected one of the femmers to turn around and hit him for breaking the third person rule saying “I” and ‘your.” After a moment I looked back in puzzlement. He was leering at me like a horny jock looking at a nudie website.
“Is Ragar not breaking the first person rule?”
“It is not so formal inside the camp unless a woman comes back or femmers are here on royal business. You may speak freely.”
“Oh,” I said, turning my eyes back to front, unnerved by his hungry look. “I’m not gay, Ragar,” I said after a moment. “I don’t like sex with men.”
“Have you ever had sex with a man?” he said. His voice said he was grinning.
“Uh… well. No. But—”
“Hah! So you just think you won’t like it.”
“No, I know I won’t.”
“You delude yourself, little Pink. I can tell from the smell of you the femmers have had their way. I can smell three or four different strains of semen. Including yours. Tell me you didn’t love their dicks. And don’t lie because I will discipline you.”
I blushed deeply and said nothing. After a moment he laughed fondly.
“I have heard of you Earth types. Your peoples are filled with guilt and shame over sex and pleasure, and it spills out in misery and war.”
“I suppose so.”
“Suppose? Ha! You know it’s true.”
We came to a halt at yet another portal. I looked back down the hundred meter long passage, wondering what those steel and concrete looking walls were actually made out of. I looked back to see Ragar grinning at me, and I was dismayed at how sexy I found him, all rippling muscles and chiseled features. He wasn’t fooled.
“Oh yes,” he said. “I can tell.”
His big hand reached around and cupped my dick through my panties. I immediately got so hard. “Your voice says no but your cock says yes,” he said.
“I… uh, maybe. But I really want women. A lot more.”
The two shemale sentinels escorting us tittered.
“Maybe you’ve just never had the right man,” he growled sexily, pinning me to the wall. “A real man. Not one of those soft males from your planet.”
I wanted to ask him how he know about Earth but his face hovered mere inches over mine, a strong masculine smell exuded from every pore. He cupped my left cheek in his big, strong right hand, and I almost melted at how gently he held my face, like a lover’s. I felt owned right then. I bit my lower lip trying to conceal my desire. He grinned, knowing what I felt.
“Do you want to ask anything?” he said, his lips close to mine.
I couldn’t help it. “Kiss me, Ragar. Oh please kiss me hard!”
Instead of a violent kiss his lips tenderly my mine, and I felt them part slightly. I felt his hot breath on my lips and I opened my mouth to him. I couldn’t believe that my tongue began to shyly explore his lips, but I was so horny. Even if I hadn’t been dressed in panties, bra and garterbelt I still would have felt like his bitch.
Ragar picked me up in his strong arms as easily if I had been a housecat and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue like a cock, mewling with a desire I never thought I could have for a man. Still kissing me he nodded at one of the shemales, who punched a button. The portal swung open. Still kissing me deeply he stepped through the door, carrying me over the threshold like a sissy bride.
“Have fun with her,” said the other sentinel.
As the portal closed I saw the pair of them headed back toward the front.
“Lucky man,” said one of the femmer sentinels on duty inside the portal. “Legend has it that Earth males make the sluttiest sissies. Too bad she’s a Pink. I’d fuck her right now otherwise.”
***
The hunky alien male kept deep kissing me as he carried me down the hall to a door that lacked a security scanner or a notification button. He carried me over the threshold and into a large room.
“These are my private quarters.”
He gently set me down on his large bed and sat next to me.
“I labor here in the dormitory area, so I am frequently assigned new sissies they want trained as companions or pleasure girls.”
“P-pleasure girls?” I whimpered, fearing I knew what he meant.
“Reds,” he explained with a crooked grin. “Fear not. I’ve also trained as many palace slaves as Reds. You might end up belonging to a woman. But I hope not. I want you here.”
He rose and went to a closet door, opening it. I gasped aloud at the sight of more exotic lingerie than I’d ever seen in one place. Then I saw it wasn’t just bedroom wear but dresses meant to expose, to make a sissy feel vulnerable. Underneath the rack of seductive garments was a row of sexy shoes.
“These belonged a sissy who was given to me for training much like you’ve been. She stayed with me longer than any of them before. One of the queens took an interest and it was my job to teach her all she had to know about serving and being a lover. When the queen sent for her, the clothes were left behind for future girls.” He smiled. “Like you.”
He stood over me, looking down into my starry, lust-filled eyes. He softly stroked my fair and face, letting me feel his strength. I couldn’t believe I was falling for a man I’d met only thirty minutes ago. He looked at me so possessively it filled me with security.
“Ragar,” I moaned with sudden passion, “please… I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Own me. Make me your slave!”
What am I saying?
The closest I’d ever come to a bisexual whim was admiring fellow crewmember Dan Phillips, but I’d never fantasized actual sex with him. Now I was looking up into the eyes of this exotic stud and wanting him to fuck my mouth and my asshole. I wanted to be his sissy wife!
Ragar bent down and unlocked the chastity belt. He tossed it aside and fastened his lips on mine, shoving his tongue in like he was going to fuck my mouth with it. I shivered at the hot, wet muscle in my mouth and I sucked on it like a slut who hadn’t been fucked in years. I reached to ease my panties down my legs, and Ragar broke the kiss. He grinned hotly at me.
“Eager little slut, aren’t you? I approve of your passion, but I unwrap my own presents, little sissy slut.” He took the hem of my panties in two hands and tore them off my waist as easily if they were tissue. “You will wear only the clothes I give you for now.” Then he ripped off the bra. “The belt and stockings look sexy. I give you those to wear.”
Now I was fully exposed. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his thick, strong cock, at least thirteen inches of it. He caught me looking and smiled. He lay back against the headboard and spread his legs, an open invitation for me to crawl up between them
I quickly accepted. I knelt between his naked muscular thighs and took in the sight of that thick, veined beast lying on his flat stomach. It was so hard it shuddered with each heartbeat. He had no circumcision scar and no foreskin, either. I realized that none of the shemales had evidence of ever having a foreskin.
Perhaps they’ve genetically bred those out.
I pushed all these thoughts away and took that strong, beautiful, big dick in my hand. I could just encircle him with my fingers. The erection blood was almost burning hot. The skin was soft but not tender as it throbbed in my hand. The head was like a heart shaped helmet, purplish and plump. Its veins made it a thing alive but not a monster to fear. A bead of precum oozed from the hole.
Until my orgy with three alien shemales I’d thought of penises as unappealing. I could understand being turned on by an erection attached to a beautiful exotic woman, but Ragar was a man—all man. He was manlier than even the soldiers in my former crew, so powerful and virile I couldn’t help being attracted.
In front of such a man what could I be but a woman?—his bitch.
Grateful that the shemales taught me to give head and deep-throat, I lowered my lips to the tip of his cock. I licked up the clear, sticky drop, savoring it before taking his full length into the warm cavern of my mouth. I took him down my throat as easily as if I’d been doing it for years. I glowed with satisfaction as he groaned deeply. My cock came to full attention and knotted with pleasure.
“What an accomplished cocksucker you are, Earth sissy! Are all the males on your planet such horny sluts, little Mary?”
I pulled back and licked the circumference of his pole. I panted out my answer between excited breaths. “They don’t have men like you on Earth, Ragar! What could any—”
“Master,” he growled sexily. “You’re my bitch, so call me ‘Master,’ little slut.”
“Oh yes, Master! I was saying what could any lesser male be but your slut?”
“And you want me to make you my wife?” he muttered in pleasure as my tongue circled his meat like an ice cream cone in danger of melting.
“Yes, Master!”
“Beg for it, slut. Beg to be my wife. Beg me to fuck you.”
“Oh, please make me your sissy wife, Master,” I moaned in delirious passion. “Fuck me hard and turn me into your wife!”
“With pleasure,” he chortled.
He shoved me back like I was a rag doll, picked me up and set me on my knees, bent forward with my face lying on the mattress. He pushed my thighs apart and knelt down there. I felt his warm man tool slick with my spit rubbing against my well-used asshole, still slippery from the orgy. He teased my puckered hole with the cockhead I’d just been licking and sucking, making me cry out with frustration.
“Please, please fuck me, Master!” I whimpered. “Please fuck your sissy wife!”
“That’s my horny slut!”
I felt the tip press against my well-fucked asshole. It eagerly opened to accept his pulsing length. I groaned in delight at the hot nastiness as his cockmeat slid up my anal chute like a sissy cunt, filling my rectal cavity and pushing further up into me until he’d buried his dick all the way up my ass. He held it there so I could feel myself impaled on his pulsing, hot tool, and then he began sliding it in and out, slow
nderstand being turned on by an erection attached to a beautiful exotic woman, but Ragar was a man—all man. He was manlier than even the soldiers
n a huge floor cushion in some sort of a living room. Della sat next to me, nude and cross-legged. She looked at me with fond interest. I wore the same lingerie I’d left the ship in.
“Where… where am I? How long..?” I groggily wondered.
“Lis Ma Drea. My planet. We landed two hours ago. You’ve been through a medical screening and been immunized. You’ve also gone through a special neural… procedure.”
“What procedure?” I whispered in dread.
“Nothing harmful. Something to help acclimate you to this world. Your new world.”
“Where’s Mr. Linkwood?”
“Your shipmate is getting the same medical treatment you did.”
“What’s going to happen to him?”
“He’s unambiguously a man, so he’s going to a work camp like the other males.”
“Slaves?” I fairly gasped.
“Nothing like your Earth history. Our men are kept very happy. They’re treated and fed well. They’re allowed recreational drugs; they sleep on comfortable beds and enjoy frequent sex when they’re not working.”
“Sex? Really?”
“There’s much sex in the camps, all of it consensual—except for those being punished. When a woman commits a crime she may be sentenced to serve as a prostitute in the camps. On the other hand some women enjoy multiple male partners, and they actually volunteer to serve in the camps. But mostly it is sissies and femmers—what you’d call shemales—who are given to the men as a reward.”
“Oh my.”
“I know it’s very different from your world. The men here have none of the power, but nobody is ashamed of sex or nudity. We have none of your Earth neuroses.”
“Is that why you’re naked in front of me?”
“Mostly it’s to underscore the point that even though I am nude, I have all the power. You shall learn your place as a slave. Those who refuse to submit, die.”
“Do all men go to the camps?”
“Yes. Those with special skills, such as medical or technical are allowed to work in that capacity. Your Mr. Linkwood may be so employed.”
“That is good.”
“But your penis doesn’t make you a man, just a male. Sufficiently feminine males may choose to live as a sissy or a femmer. They live as girls full time. Many serve in the camps but some serve as personal slaves to women who prefer sissy or femmer servants. In addition to their domestic duties, sissies and femmers are often used as sexual toys. Those whose sperm is genetically desirable are milked every few lunar cycles to replenish our population. Most go to the camps.”
I shuddered, thinking of the awful possibilities. With my androgynous features and slight stature I’d probably end up as some big guy’s bitch. And what if I were forced to wear women’s clothing all the time? Living as a girl seemed awful in its own way.
“C-can’t we work something out?”
Her gentle eyes flashed with irritation. She slapped me across the face. “You’re a slave and now it is time to learn it. You are to address any woman and any femmer as ‘Ma’am.’ If you are ever so fortunate to have an owner you shall address her as ‘Mistress.’ Do you understand, slave?”
“Y-yes, Ma’am,” I moaned, rubbing my cheek.
She clapped her hands sharply and double doors opened into the chamber. A pair of Amazon beauties, a redhead and a blonde, six-four and muscled, strode in wearing that hard plastic armor and boots. They stood at attention across from the bed and bowed their heads slightly toward Della. The looked as if they could identical twins. They seemed somehow familiar.
“You shall be taken to the Ka-La mining camp,” Della told me. “You’ll be placed with the general population in a capacity yet to be determined.”
She looked to the Amazons and nodded at me. I screamed like a little bitch as they grabbed me by my shoulder length hair and pulled me to my feet. They dragged me out of the chamber still wearing the lingerie that I’d worn from the ship. I was a crossdressed sissy slave on a planet ruled by powerful women, and I had no idea what was in store for me.
***
I followed her the rest of the way down the hall and through the security portal. We entered an antechamber of one hundred square feet. There was a table in the center of the room with straps on one end for securing a jackknifed prisoner, and at the other end was a console with retinal and brand scanners. There were also several lockers built into the wall. On the far wall was a second security portal, an inner door that I supposed led to the camp, guarded by two armed femmers.
The two sentinels smiled at Mellia. “Would you like us to check him in?”
“As her garments suggest I think this one is definitely going to be a ‘she,’ femmer sisters. I will do the check-in.” She turned to me. “Look into the retinal scanner and place your ID brand on the other.” She typed a short sequence into the console.
I did as she ordered and then stepped away when she said so.
She spoke into the console. “Alien slave. Origin star system STT-1093. Native planet name of ‘Earth.’ Alien name of Gary P. Luckler. Current slave name… ‘Mary.’ Sissy status as of now. Assigned to slave Ragan, MMSS-168. Sex status is…” She looked at me with fondness. “Pink.”
As I wondered what she meant by ‘Pink’ a sharp warning tone issued and then the inner security door opened. A beefcake of a man stepped through, escorted by two more femmers. I couldn’t help my gasp in awe and wonder. To my dismay my cock started to tingle in my panties, especially when he looked at me and grinned.
“Meet Ragar,” Mellia said.
He was six-foot eight, a foot taller than me, two hundred fifty pounds of wall-to-wall muscle. He had jet-black hair, hazel eyes and a wide smile of perfect teeth. His dick was almost as big as Mellia’s. I knew this because he was completely naked except for leather-like sandals. He was as handsome as any movie star.
“Ragar, this is Mary. She’s from the alien planet Earth about five light years away, and she came up us dressed like this—a prank by her now-deceased shipmates. Do you get the feeling they knew more about her than she knew about herself?”
“Ragar is sure of it,” he said with a deep, manly chuckle.
“She is being assigned to you.”
“Oh,” he growled lustily. “What has Ragar done to earn such a prize? I’ll be rich!”
“She’s not a Red, man-slave. She’s Pink.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Mellia addressed me. “Come, Mary.”
She removed what looked like a chrome steel chastity belt from the locker and began strapping it on me. It left my cock free but it covered my asshole with an inch-wide strip of chrome-like metal. While she locked it on me, Mellia explained. “Sissy slaves in camp are accorded one of three statuses. White is a girl that cannot be touched sexually and may only be disciplined by a woman or a femmer. Pink is a girl who is limited sexually, usually only to the holder of her belt key. And Red…” She looked lustfully into my eyes. “She’s a sissy free to be fucked by any male slave or anyone else in the camp.” She handed the key to Ragar. “She’s all yours.”
His eyes gleamed. For a moment I couldn’t breath and there was an emptiness of fear in the pit of my stomach.
“Only yours. No pimping her out or settling debts with her. Understood?” the black beauty said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” he said, grinning at me. “She’s a Pink.”
That made me feel only a little better. She signaled to the sentinels to take us back into the actual camp. With Ragar taking up the rear I followed the femmers though the inner security portal, feeling as stunned as I had ever been.
“Your ass is very feminine,” Ragar growled sexily. “I shall enjoy fucking it.”
I expected one of the femmers to turn around and hit him for breaking the third person rule saying “I” and ‘your.” After a moment I looked back in puzzlement. He was leering at me like a horny jock looking at a nudie website.
“Is Ragar not breaking the first person rule?”
“It is not so formal inside the camp unless a woman comes back or femmers are here on royal business. You may speak freely.”
“Oh,” I said, turning my eyes back to front, unnerved by his hungry look. “I’m not gay, Ragar,” I said after a moment. “I don’t like sex with men.”
“Have you ever had sex with a man?” he said. His voice said he was grinning.
“Uh… well. No. But—”
“Hah! So you just think you won’t like it.”
“No, I know I won’t.”
“You delude yourself, little Pink. I can tell from the smell of you the femmers have had their way. I can smell three or four different strains of semen. Including yours. Tell me you didn’t love their dicks. And don’t lie because I will discipline you.”
I blushed deeply and said nothing. After a moment he laughed fondly.
“I have heard of you Earth types. Your peoples are filled with guilt and shame over sex and pleasure, and it spills out in misery and war.”
“I suppose so.”
“Suppose? Ha! You know it’s true.”
We came to a halt at yet another portal. I looked back down the hundred meter long passage, wondering what those steel and concrete looking walls were actually made out of. I looked back to see Ragar grinning at me, and I was dismayed at how sexy I found him, all rippling muscles and chiseled features. He wasn’t fooled.
“Oh yes,” he said. “I can tell.”
His big hand reached around and cupped my dick through my panties. I immediately got so hard. “Your voice says no but your cock says yes,” he said.
“I… uh, maybe. But I really want women. A lot more.”
The two shemale sentinels escorting us tittered.
“Maybe you’ve just never had the right man,” he growled sexily, pinning me to the wall. “A real man. Not one of those soft males from your planet.”
I wanted to ask him how he know about Earth but his face hovered mere inches over mine, a strong masculine smell exuded from every pore. He cupped my left cheek in his big, strong right hand, and I almost melted at how gently he held my face, like a lover’s. I felt owned right then. I bit my lower lip trying to conceal my desire. He grinned, knowing what I felt.
“Do you want to ask anything?” he said, his lips close to mine.
I couldn’t help it. “Kiss me, Ragar. Oh please kiss me hard!”
Instead of a violent kiss his lips tenderly my mine, and I felt them part slightly. I felt his hot breath on my lips and I opened my mouth to him. I couldn’t believe that my tongue began to shyly explore his lips, but I was so horny. Even if I hadn’t been dressed in panties, bra and garterbelt I still would have felt like his bitch.
Ragar picked me up in his strong arms as easily if I had been a housecat and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue like a cock, mewling with a desire I never thought I could have for a man. Still kissing me he nodded at one of the shemales, who punched a button. The portal swung open. Still kissing me deeply he stepped through the door, carrying me over the threshold like a sissy bride.
“Have fun with her,” said the other sentinel.
As the portal closed I saw the pair of them headed back toward the front.
“Lucky man,” said one of the femmer sentinels on duty inside the portal. “Legend has it that Earth males make the sluttiest sissies. Too bad she’s a Pink. I’d fuck her right now otherwise.”
***
The hunky alien male kept deep kissing me as he carried me down the hall to a door that lacked a security scanner or a notification button. He carried me over the threshold and into a large room.
“These are my private quarters.”
He gently set me down on his large bed and sat next to me.
“I labor here in the dormitory area, so I am frequently assigned new sissies they want trained as companions or pleasure girls.”
“P-pleasure girls?” I whimpered, fearing I knew what he meant.
“Reds,” he explained with a crooked grin. “Fear not. I’ve also trained as many palace slaves as Reds. You might end up belonging to a woman. But I hope not. I want you here.”
He rose and went to a closet door, opening it. I gasped aloud at the sight of more exotic lingerie than I’d ever seen in one place. Then I saw it wasn’t just bedroom wear but dresses meant to expose, to make a sissy feel vulnerable. Underneath the rack of seductive garments was a row of sexy shoes.
“These belonged a sissy who was given to me for training much like you’ve been. She stayed with me longer than any of them before. One of the queens took an interest and it was my job to teach her all she had to know about serving and being a lover. When the queen sent for her, the clothes were left behind for future girls.” He smiled. “Like you.”
He stood over me, looking down into my starry, lust-filled eyes. He softly stroked my fair and face, letting me feel his strength. I couldn’t believe I was falling for a man I’d met only thirty minutes ago. He looked at me so possessively it filled me with security.
“Ragar,” I moaned with sudden passion, “please… I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Own me. Make me your slave!”
What am I saying?
The closest I’d ever come to a bisexual whim was admiring fellow crewmember Dan Phillips, but I’d never fantasized actual sex with him. Now I was looking up into the eyes of this exotic stud and wanting him to fuck my mouth and my asshole. I wanted to be his sissy wife!
Ragar bent down and unlocked the chastity belt. He tossed it aside and fastened his lips on mine, shoving his tongue in like he was going to fuck my mouth with it. I shivered at the hot, wet muscle in my mouth and I sucked on it like a slut who hadn’t been fucked in years. I reached to ease my panties down my legs, and Ragar broke the kiss. He grinned hotly at me.
“Eager little slut, aren’t you? I approve of your passion, but I unwrap my own presents, little sissy slut.” He took the hem of my panties in two hands and tore them off my waist as easily if they were tissue. “You will wear only the clothes I give you for now.” Then he ripped off the bra. “The belt and stockings look sexy. I give you those to wear.”
Now I was fully exposed. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his thick, strong cock, at least thirteen inches of it. He caught me looking and smiled. He lay back against the headboard and spread his legs, an open invitation for me to crawl up between them
I quickly accepted. I knelt between his naked muscular thighs and took in the sight of that thick, veined beast lying on his flat stomach. It was so hard it shuddered with each heartbeat. He had no circumcision scar and no foreskin, either. I realized that none of the shemales had evidence of ever having a foreskin.
Perhaps they’ve genetically bred those out.
I pushed all these thoughts away and took that strong, beautiful, big dick in my hand. I could just encircle him with my fingers. The erection blood was almost burning hot. The skin was soft but not tender as it throbbed in my hand. The head was like a heart shaped helmet, purplish and plump. Its veins made it a thing alive but not a monster to fear. A bead of precum oozed from the hole.
Until my orgy with three alien shemales I’d thought of penises as unappealing. I could in my former crew, so powerful and virile I couldn’t help being attracted.
In front of such a man what could I be but a woman?—his bitch.
Grateful that the shemales taught me to give head and deep-throat, I lowered my lips to the tip of his cock. I licked up the clear, sticky drop, savoring it before taking his full length into the warm cavern of my mouth. I took him down my throat as easily as if I’d been doing it for years. I glowed with satisfaction as he groaned deeply. My cock came to full attention and knotted with pleasure.
“What an accomplished cocksucker you are, Earth sissy! Are all the males on your planet such horny sluts, little Mary?”
I pulled back and licked the circumference of his pole. I panted out my answer between excited breaths. “They don’t have men like you on Earth, Ragar! What could any—”
“Master,” he growled sexily. “You’re my bitch, so call me ‘Master,’ little slut.”
“Oh yes, Master! I was saying what could any lesser male be but your slut?”
“And you want me to make you my wife?” he muttered in pleasure as my tongue circled his meat like an ice cream cone in danger of melting.
“Yes, Master!”
“Beg for it, slut. Beg to be my wife. Beg me to fuck you.”
“Oh, please make me your sissy wife, Master,” I moaned in delirious passion. “Fuck me hard and turn me into your wife!”
“With pleasure,” he chortled.
He shoved me back like I was a rag doll, picked me up and set me on my knees, bent forward with my face lying on the mattress. He pushed my thighs apart and knelt down there. I felt his warm man tool slick with my spit rubbing against my well-used asshole, still slippery from the orgy. He teased my puckered hole with the cockhead I’d just been licking and sucking, making me cry out with frustration.
“Please, please fuck me, Master!” I whimpered. “Please fuck your sissy wife!”
“That’s my horny slut!”
I felt the tip press against my well-fucked asshole. It eagerly opened to accept his pulsing length. I groaned in delight at the hot nastiness as his cockmeat slid up my anal chute like a sissy cunt, filling my rectal cavity and pushing further up into me until he’d buried his dick all the way up my ass. He held it there so I could feel myself impaled on his pulsing, hot tool, and then he began sliding it in and out, slow
lmao fucking loser virgin
I NEED MORE GAY
Make more
Furry gay shit
It’s a Trap!!!!! Omg Yes!!! Can his cock come out like a dogs penis from his sheath?? That be pretty hot 🤤
I have some mental problems. Mainly that I like older men and I am ALSO 15 years old! If you want to see my dick, hit me up on Kik @ GlacierPlayZ. I’m just a Genderfluid pan trying to get my rocks off to some nice cock, or pussy! Don’t hesitate to contact me, I’m not a fake.
Wtf. U trying to get people to go to prison?
but if pan then wher egg
This one has not been figured out my dear philosopher no-one can figure out the existence of the egg from pan people it is truly a mystery that will remain unknown for all of time
WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST BRING UPON THIS CURSED LAND
I FUCKIN CALLED IT SONIC GOT A DICK
Pinches Furros!!
You should do one of the night sister from starwars fallen order
I like the additions
lord forgive me for what I have done
I like the one with the dick. But its no homo since its a futa.
Im too horny for this shit
Love it Shad. Keep’em coming
instant boner
Pls make a part 2 to this
My sexuality is being questioned with these sonic post. Like if I Nut to do this does that make me gay?
Idk
Yeah.
Yeah
Its a futa tho.
At this point though it’s just Sonic with eyelashes and tits, and getting horny for genderbent characters is inherently gay anyway. So this is 200% gay
if you are aroused from a dick it is not pussy on which you lick
Damnnn love that
That’s hella gay dawg.
hooo boy
always like how you make chicks boobs squirt when they orgasm so hott…
loving this but will the Velma pics be up today or tomorrow?
You never fail. Why they didn’t hire you for the redesign is unbelivable.
Keep adding new ones shad love your work!!!
Keep adding new ones shad love your work
cute young sexy boys hmu on kik – fuckwm3. we can chat and have a good time ;)))
it was perfect until the bottom pic with the dick
pls make a true female sonic
Add me on kik jasonwalt48
Shad… stop… my dick cant take any more…
Please stop I beg of you
Dickgirl Sonic?
S U P E R N U T !
I really need some more o r64 sonic!
dude you didnt even hesitate, god damn lmao
MORE SONIC PORN!!!!
For fucks sake shad
VAN A MENEEEEEEEM
Vaaaamos MENEEEEEMEEMEME
Could you do ben shapiros sister
Oh god yes Abigail Shapiro and her big milkers need a dedicated fanbase
Can we get one of sonic in a head lock and being fucked
Could you do ben shapiros sister
Sorry Shad, nut passes are not redeemable during the month of November.
Yiffalicious
Dumb and gay.
Make one of him bending over so we can see his cock balls and juicy asshole
As usual, i love your work. However, i noticed all the sonics have a blue heart on there chest, except the ones that are holding the tickets. I know you have great attention to detail, and i love you for it, so just thought id point it out. Great work nevertheless
Add MORE TO THIS SHAD GODDAMN IT
Makes me wish sonic was a girl sometimes now lol damn you shadbase!
If Sonic looked like that I’d stuff over and over and over and over again
Did shadman add 2 or 3 more pictures in the last day or something? Their weirdly realistic like shad is secretly the person who did the redesign of sonic and did some extras for himself. o_0
Shut up LaPedofag, just because sonic’s small doesn’t make him a child, so keep moving pervert
At this point you’re acting like a playground bully who got their ass kicked and now all they have are mean words they have no understanding of, and its frankly pathetic. The only persons time you’re wasting is you’re own. :P
Aw the poor little paedophile is upset he’s being picked on boo-hoo, always the victim aren’t ya cunt? Eat shit LaPedofag
not upset, just pointing out who’s acting like a loser here. :P
Oh yeah and dude…you’re on shadbase literally everyone is a perv on here. XD
No, everyone here has fetishes, you are a disgusting pervert who needs to be put down like the mangy dog you are
And having a fetish literally defines you as a pervert try learning something for once. :P
Sonic is a jew, an thus isn’t of this world, meaning consent laws haven’t cought up with him yet, so if you were to stuff yer winger wonger in er’ dingus gungus then it would legally be classified as glugging a rock, so no one is the perv, you dungus dinglerock.
You have the brain power of hitler after he pulled the trigger, learn how to read and spell goosestepper
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Or I delete!
It’s not about making it so that everyone will like it,
It’s about making it so some people love it.
Sincerely,
A failed No Nut November contender
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You should make more when the film comes out. But like a real
Comic strip.
Nice
Goddamit Shad, now I have a boner because of Sonic the fucking hedgehog.
Just curious why all the sonics have a blue heart on the top of their breasts, except the ones where she is holding the no nut tickets. Great job as usual otherwise.
The ticket ones have dick, the others don’t
Comic!! Make a comic Shaad!!
Yes more sonic stuff plz.
Can’t believe i fucking lost No Nut November because of a fucking blue hedgehog with huge tits.
i lost on day 7
ha i lost on minuet 7
I love every picture more than the last!
We gonna expect some Hazbin Hotel??
I hope so
It’s not about making it so that everyone will like it,
It’s about making it so some people love it.
Sincerely,
A failed No Nut November contender
Nobody wants this fcking furry shit
we all want this furry shit
The best anime fight ever
Ye
Do not incite these ferocious warriors to fight! These men are standing at the corners of reality, and if we cheer these men along the fight will begin, then dead babys will apear at every lesbian muvers household, DO YOU WANT DEAD LESBIAN BABBYS? i do, go on fight
In support of pro-furry
I beg to fucking differ.
Every pic is better then the last
Dang your past like 10 posts were so good…. now this…
This is so fucking good dude, keep this shit up
He’s adding more edits to this right?
Yeah
Pure ART. NICE JOB!
Niice
WHY BONER, WHY
because there is no-going back
champion leon art plz
Please just make more Teen Titans stuff
i’d suck her nuts
That last one
thats some good shit boi
Shad what the fuck
Yes please more of this lord shad
What have you done?! 😱
boner
boner no
WHY BONER, WHY
Sweet…I’m this shad….keep her coming
keep them coming
Why the fuck didnt you kill urself already, just end all this shit
5 year old
When will you learn , WHEN WILL YOU LEARN, ThAT YoUR actIONS haVe ConseQUeNCes!
im sorry but that username is the essence of perfection
Shades the only artist who’ll make you want to impregnate female sonic
Need more
No I must resist, I’ve come so far and I’m not failing NNN now
FAIL.
YES SHAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We need her getting fucked in explicit pictures
Gross 🤮 a furry tattoo
That last image Is amazingly realistic and hot
Lord in heaven he made 2 more
Ok you gotta draw the pre movie sonic fucking classic sonic
He/she looks so sexy in the picture where he/she wears the towels
Sonic has always been one of my favorite Sega characters, but add to that it being female, and a hot female at that and it’s perfection. Please draw at least one (or more) of your classic style comics with female Sonic as a character. PLEASE. Take care, Shäd.
Kik me at ClappingLights2
Yup this is better ima have fun after no nut november
Only shade can make my new fap material sonic
Shad 3.0 is starting off pretty good. Can’t wait to see what 2020 brings us.
Is it nuts that i love this?? my nuts dont think so
Shad, you are a GOD!
Oh boy! A free nut pass! Now I can fap!! 🥜✊🍆💦💦💦
I hope you didn’t because free nut passs count as loosing. Read the rules on r/nonutnovember
Yes, free nut passes are not human and breathe plasma through ere’ skin.
Gonna go have nightmares now
When we getting sonic fucked??
Goddammit Shad theses are so good keep up the great work man
these sonic drawings are really fucking hot
I’d watch that movie.
Cum
Hope you finish the raven star fire masterpiece! Was ramping up to a extreamly amazing climatic finish!!! These are interesting to say the least. I can appreciate the design work for sure.
LOVE THESE SHAD!
Yo this could be the next thing, that’d be fire I’ve been wanting an updated art for the Sonic Comic series.
Fuckin furries…
Its all fun and games until with sinking fear….. you realize shadbase will add a dick to her
I don’t see a problem
GOD? Why er’ you here? Though you were busy smoking with yer homey jesus, also, whens the jew rapture boi? Haven’t had one of those since 1941.
I really enjoy shads edits they look sweet I hope he does more
Make a whole comic series about this plz
YES !!!!!
Eso si que es otra onda