Author: Murlaskeeper

Terror of The Tower of Zion: Floor Two The Doctor and The Naga [MM][Naga] [NagaMale] [Transformation][Taratophilia][Gay][Furry/Scaly]

My hearing was murky and muddled as I faded back into consciousness. In the center of my vision I could just start to make out the features of the face of a man. He looked kind with the deep creases of a smile, an easy demeanor, and gentle brown eyes. As feeling returned I could feel the soreness of my throat and rear, my legs still trembling, and my shaft still locked into an erection at this notion I could feel myself flushing. Until As feeling returned to my extremities I found that I had been bound arms spread on an operating table with no range of motion available straps holding me down at each joint and around my chest limiting my ability to breathe deeply. Then Bashfulness was again replaced with panic, I could feel a set of IV’s flowing Icey fluid slowly into my veins. “What happened, what have you done to me?” I said as forcefully as I could muster with the restriction of my chest.

“Oh me? I have done nothing to you at all,” The man lulled, I could now make out that he was wearing a double-breasted lab coat, long black gloves, a black stethoscope. “I suppose you don’t remember what happened to you before you passed out on the first floor?” Read more »

Terror of The Tower of Zion: Floor one, The Beast [Teratophile] [narrative][rape][monster male][MM][Choking][Corruption][Series][domination]

Even with the heater turned to full my breath curled foggy past my line of sight, rain pelted my windows as I made my way through the Kentucky mountains carving through dense walls of forest. The steady drone of my engine was suddenly interrupted by a subtle knocking from the engine compartment. “Hell! Sweety, I need you to make it at least a few hundred miles back home.” I cooed rubbing the dash as if to assuage the cars engine troubles. I had not seen an exit in almost 10 miles and the turns of the Highway left me unable to see any approaching exits.

Through the din of the rain I saw the vague outline of an enormous building raising over the surrounding forest. It was the only Manmade structure for miles of dense wilderness and its brutally simplistic shape made it stick out even in the pouring rain. As soon as I caught a glimpse of the building an exit came into sight leading up to a dilapidated over pass. The exit bore a set of cones blocking the way but disregarding them and the ungraded surface I made my way up the slip road to an unmarked intersection with only a rusty stop sign standing sentry. To the right there was nothing visible up the road and the building laid off to my left across the bridge, with the engine nocking more and more urgently I decided I would have to take a chance and cross. I maneuvered over the bridge around a wide gap the size of a SUV and over a sharp drop between the bridge and the leading road. Read more »