*** 12. Getting Freaky ***
The Techno Vermin required materials for a new project. The "Vermin Dome" was going to be joined by the "Techno Stage" – an open area right in front, to keep the party going on outside.
After the third delivery trip, the Silent Feet decided to rest in the midday heat and then paid a visit to King's huge tent.
A masked lion-guard stepped in the way.
"King's busy," the lion said. "There's an audition going on."
Tyrant held up his hand. "Just wanna ask what else he needs. We goin' back for more but the list is done."
The lion quickly glanced behind the tent's cover. "...Aight, I think he's not too busy anymore."
Bucket, Jinx and Cocksnot waited outside.
Inside the dim space was King, standing up naked. He pressed a boy's face firmly into his ass. The boy greedily slobbered across and into the hole, while reaching around to fondle King's glistening dick head.
"Yo King, my man," Tyrant said. "Need anything else today?"
The old gang-leader-turned-settlement-ruler opened his watering eyes. He spread his legs farther and pushed the licking boy hard into his ass.
"Yeah, just a lot more planks. And bolt's too. Grab my tracker."
Tyrant picked up the man's electronic device from a heap of pillows, handed it over and turned around with his own ass poking out.
King scanned the invisible barcode on Tyrant's taint and said, "Gave you enough to buy all the wood in Crimson. We needed a lot more than I expected. Money's getting tight, actually. I hope you'll show up to the pre-opening party."
Tyrant shrugged. "Can't hurt to look. Whaddya gonna show off there? Freak power drugs ready?"
"Still experimental," King said, "and NewLaw hasn't gotten back on whether we're allowed to do this. But at least I secured an opening act."
The older gang leader pulled the kid away from his ass.
"Cheater?" Asscunt said as he recognized the maroon haired kid.
The grinning fake-Cheater got up. "Yo Asscunt."
"What are you doing here? Joining?"
"Nah, just need to earn my tuition at the Banana Bitches school. So I started rapping. This's gonna be my breakthrough gig."
King grabbed Cheater's mohawk and pulled the boy onto his dick, slamming all the way in.
With a soft groan, the man shot his load into the surprised, wildly gagging boy's throat.
The two gang leaders had things to talk about so Asscunt took the rapper outside.
Cheater left the tent with cum still hanging off his chin, but he didn't seem to notice.
"You got something there."
"Where?"
"Lemme," Asscunt said and licked the cum off, tonguing his way into Cheater's mouth. After a quick make out session, they found a place in the shade, near the armored tent where a freak was getting perpetually milked.
"So you started rapping?" Asscunt asked. "Do the Bitches encourage developing your own party skills?"
"Sure do. Wanna see my lyrics?"
Cheater opened his little backpack and pulled out a few loose sheets.
Asscunt looked at the first one. Over and over it said "I want dick! Gimmi dick!". That was the whole song.
Another was lines upon lines of "Lube it up with all you've go! Piss, sweat, spit! Just stick it in!"
The next one was more varied, alternating between "Cumming is life! Living is cum!" and "Orgasming no matter what!" with a chorus consisting of "Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuuuuuuck!".
Asscunt squinted. "Those are... catchy for sure."
The rapper chuckled. "I know they're repetitive. It's more about the rhythm than the words."
The trash punk nodded. "From what I've seen, you are quick with the tongue."
A fight broke out behind them.
Soon, there was chaos all over.
Asscunt got attacked by a dick burying itself in his mouth.
No wait, it was just a vivid memory... of man he had no recollection of meeting, let alone fucking.
A guy in a lion mask sailed past him and the image vanished. The Techno Vermin guard dropped to the ground dead, his torso mangled.
Finally, Asscunt could make sense of things. A freak was attacking the settlement.
The fully nude, young man clutched an ice box with one arm and threw his free hand at the surrounding lions. His telekinesis seemed to be working only sporadically, but no one got close enough to subdue him.
Another lion went flying, with his neck twisted.
Asscunt scrambled to his feet and pulled Cheater with him. "We have to hide. I think this guy doesn't like what they're doing with freaks here. No wait..."
The attacker had the Techno Vermin symbol under his navel as well as two rank strokes across the pecs. His eyes were not pure black but rather had dark spots in them, like a shattered pupil.
When the two fleeing boys had retreated to King's tent, the attacker had pulled a small flask from the ice box and tore it open with his teeth.
"No one!" He screamed. "No one can take my powers now. I'll be a fucking freak and you can't stop me."
As the guy drank the bottle, King stepped onto the road between tents, now wearing a hip scarf. "Put them down Py, they're not safe yet. That's all we have. We need it for experiments and-"
"No!" Py screamed and downed another bottle. "I'll be the freakiest fucker ever. You will regret not giving me third rank when I asked. You will all regret crossing me."
Again Asscunt was assaulted by vibrant images. This time the memories were about working on the Vermin Dome which made it hard to tell the images apart from his actual surroundings.
Py killed another lion with a telekinetic shove and raced through the resulting hole in the approaching guards.
Before the gap could close, he turned invisible.
"After him!" King yelled. "There! He's leaving tracks in the dirt!"
Every single guard rushed ahead.
Then King turned around to the groups of trash punks in his settlement. "What are you little bitches waiting for? Oh right, I'll pay whatever unit or gang brings the thief down. I'll pay premium if the drugs are safe."
Tyrant pulled his members along.
The guy who had drugged himself into freak-hood wasn't hard to find. He hit behind a huge, smooth rock and threw fireballs over the obstacle if anyone got close.
"He must have a power," a lion said, "that lets him see through rock. I'll go back and get our plasma gun. That'll get through."
The neo-freak shouted. "I fucking heard that. Super hearing, bitches!"
More fireballs came flying and the crowd had to retreat from the rock. The tall grass all over the place flared up instantly.
Tyrant whispered. "I'll sneak round this way and shoot him in the head. You guys go round the other way."
"But the fire's spreading," Asscunt said.
Jinx stepped in front of him. "I can handle that, I think."
The vacuum freak told everybody to stand back and created a black sphere in his palm. Meanwhile the other Silent Feet dropped into the not-yet-burning grass.
Any remaining trash punk units and the lions simply waited until the plasma gun was ready. Moving a massive artillery piece, meant to defend the dome again raiders, was going to take time.
Bucket crawled ahead of Asscunt, and was soon in range.
Py didn't look great. His eyes hadn't gotten darker, but black splotches grew all over his skin.
The neo-freak downed another bottle, then looked around paranoid. He was able to see through solid rock, but apparently not through grass.
Bucket readied his projectiles. Meanwhile, the neo-freak started bleeding from his nose and ears.
Asscunt was attacked again, fake-memories taking him out of the moment. He fake-remembered getting his foot soles licked and couldn't help but laugh.
In fact, everybody laughed. The telepathic attacks were area wide.
Tyrant broke through the mental attack and shot at the guy. The first shot missed. The second one would have landed but the neo-freak had a force field ability.
Now bleeding from the lips, too, Py flung his hand at Tyrant. Nothing happened.
Quickly, the neo-freak popped open another bottle. Tyrant sprinted toward him but was too far away.
The Silent Feet leader froze as if time had stopped for him. His eyes still moved, letting him look around in a panic but he was stuck in mid-motion.
Bucket fired his ice shards. They all hit the force field, shattering it. The neo-freak tumbled backward and hit the rock. The blood dripping off him turned from red to black.
"You can't... defeat me..." Py shouted with a hollow voice.
Jinx had sucked up the fire on the other side of the rock and the lions were advancing again. Still no trace of Techno Vermin artillery, though.
Bucket shot again, less fully formed projectiles. The weakened force field broke apart again and the neo-freak was hit. Black blood poured from his chest. But he wasn't down yet.
Asscunt had expected their slave to stay back, but Cocksnot had used the distraction to climb the rock from the front. Now the slave dropped between his owner and the crazed young man.
Cocksnot tore the phaser out of Tyrant's unresponsive hand and turned to face the attacker.
A shock wave erupted from the neo-freak. The phaser dissolved instantly and Cocksnot tumbled backwards. His dick pouch dissolved as did Tyrant's. Even the leader's utility belt fell apart.
Asscunt felt his thong dissolve and so did Bucket's hip scarf.
Farther way, lions lost their masks and loin cloths.
"I'm invincible!" screeched the crazy guy, blood now covering most of his skin.
The neo-freak raised his arms and was lifted into the air. He wobbled on the way up but soon hovered above the rock.
"Bow before your master!" he shouted, spitting black sludge. "I will rule! Master Py is now the greatest freak who ever..." He ended with a coughing fit. Then his flight power failed.
The neo-freak dropped and crash landed on the rock, head first.
King was saddened to hear all precious bottles of processed freak cum were lost. He was however quite happy Py had gotten himself killed by being overconfident in defying gravity. It meant he didn't have to pay anyone.
The Silent Feet hurriedly left for Crimson, because helping with repairs was less fun than riding the hover bikes back and forth. Plus they had to find a clothes trader.
Cheater chose to stay behind. He said he had an idea for a rap called "Freak It Up!".
Note: We're nearing the end. Two more chapters remain. There are some loose ends to wrap up and things can come full circle.
Chapter 13: Mutiny