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Fandom: WRETCHEDSILENCESHIPPING Pairing: Melvin x Chris x Salvation Story:  For a long time, Chris had been a male, and most times he remained so. But long ago when he was first brought back into existence, he had a rather powerful curse laid upon him, that made him turn into the other gender. Though he were powerful and often fought the overwhelming urge to suddenly shift, the curse that was inflicted upon him, randomly unleashed its fury. And the innocent boy with the enormous wings, would loose those wings, and be reduced to a rather feminine form. Though he were still an Angel at heart he appeared more human, and though he was still astoundingly beautiful, he was deeply ashamed of his curse. It had happened one night, not too long ago, within the great Castle of Oblivion... The great King of Oblivion wandered aimlessly through his Castle, something he often did to pass time and check up on things. Guards stood firmly at attention as he passed, making sure not even to move a muscle, nor make a sound. They all watched through their grand helms and black-soot armors, as the Tyrant walked by, his long tail wavering behind him. It would have been a death wish to have met ends with that tail, so they all held their breath, and only relaxed once they were sure their King had long but passed them. Melvin scratched the side of his face with his left hand, a clawed hand that almost tore his flesh where it sat. His burning and raging shadow form was just as profound, as the torch's glow that illuminated the corridors as he passed through them. A firm grip with his right claw directed the torch, that continued to show the King where he was headed. He made the choice to start heading upwards, to check on his twin, captive, Angels. Salvation Arclight, Chris's older twin brother, had no problems with gender, or roaming the palace in boredom. No, there was only thing that wretched Angel wanted, and he was about to go and seek him out. Salvation was made up of long navy-colored hair, and shockingly bright red eyes. His pale flesh matched that of his brother, along with the length of his hair and everything else about him. Chris however, as he would soon come to find out, was now a ....silver-haired, female. Salvation blew through the towers and spiraled down the halls, enjoying testing his massive wings, in such a small of an area. Many times they brushed over the heads of Melvin's soldiers, who knew damn well better than to even breathe. Salvation was perhaps a fold far worse than their King, as he reinforced everything the King did not. He was pure fucking evil, but glorious and looked almost perfect. The only thing innocent about him was his brother, and that was a separate being altogether now. As he made it to the landing, and opened the giant twin doors, he would come to a massive bedroom that lead outwards to a balcony. Casually walking inside he allowed the doors to close over, then found his brother laying on the bed. Chris was laying on his side, his back to his brother, sobbing. He felt terrible, and had no beautiful wings to fly with for now. He wasn't as tall, or as strong, and he was completely female in-form now. He covered his face completely ashamed of the curse that laid him in such a body, and sniffled, trying not to disturb whatever his brother had come in there to do.  Salvation wandered over to his brother, and folded his wings. His long robes seemed to blow in some invisible wind as always, his aura just emanating from him along with his raw power. He dimmed the light that seemed to just blast from his body, and slowly allowed his wings to fade from his back. Speaking to his brother he asked what was wrong, and when the boy didn't respond, Sal climbed onto the bed, to see for himself. Astounded, Salvation smirked, and fought the urge to laugh. Chris only winced and hid his face in the blankets, horrified due to the nature of his brother's laughter. But Salvation regained his composure, and reached out for his younger twin brother, and pulled him into his arms and cradled him deeply. The younger twin wiped away his eyes and looked down, ashamedly, and resting his head lightly against his twin's strong frame of a body.  He could feel Salvation's fingers running through his hair, and the boy that was now a girl, closed his eyes and tried to relax.  The great King made it to those twin doors, and opened them rather slowly. He wandered in, and soon he saw before his eyes, his older Angel holding the younger one. Smirking he wandered over to them, then grinned down at Christopher. Frowning for a moment he recognized the familiar curse, that had turned the boy into a breeder. The King stood there flicking his tail, listening to Salvation's almost-perfect voice. Perhaps it was perfect, so smooth, and low. He hissed every time he finished a sentence, for reasons unknown to any other Angelic around. Melvin's light-blue eyes slightly hazed over listening to him speak, watching him slowly caress the side of Chris's face. Salvation smirked at the King, and continued to talk to his younger brother, telling him that he was beautiful, and flawless. Chris seemed to wipe away most of his tears, but he didn't feel beautiful, at all. He missed his strong male side, his wings... everything now was so wrong to him. The King sneered at Sal, who hissed and flashed his eyes at the King in challenge. The King's blazing blue eyes flashed back, and Salvation watched the King flair out his wings boldly. The King folded those massive wings, and they exploded into shadow and dust. His long tail writhed behind him almost angrily, then slowly flexed and dissipated. The Tyrant lingered over to a black chair, carved and shaped to look like his Throne of Death. He sat there with his legs open, nothing but a black sash to cover him. His long tail re-appeared moments later, a long with a small burst of shadow here and there. Sitting there the King looked dangerous, and what a danger he was. Salvation watched the King, then slowly ran his fingers over his brother's chest. Smirking he decided to entertain his King, and slowly ran his fingers down his brother's cleavage, which stopped at the V of his pure-white dress. Over Chris's head was a black hood, that hid the top of his hair and face. It ended in a long black robe, that he wore over the dress to hide himself. Salvation pushed the robes apart, and looked down as his brother, who was now flush in the face, confused. Chris nervously curled his toes, and watched as goosebumps were raised as his brother's touch. His brother's arm was still tightly around him, and he was somewhat sitting in Salvation's lap. He was smaller than his twin now, in height, and of course weight. He watched as his brother touched him softly, feeling his fingers slid between his breasts, that were rather noticeable. The boy blushed and looked away, squinting, and unable to handle the way his female form felt to him. Each time his twin ran his fingers over his chest, he felt a strange sensation, that shot down the center of his body, and reverberated energy between his legs. He pushed his legs together, and nervously looked up at the deviant that was his brother. The King watched the older Angel with a smirk, enjoying the fact that the brother was willing to make his 'now-sister' feel pleasure. It seemed to turn him on, and he found himself right there before the two of them. Slowly running his clawed hands up and down his own flank, he steadily became aroused, his powerful energy thickening and swelling like his shaft now. Sal would never miss something the King was doing, but he casually pretended not to notice that he was jacking it to them playing around. Salvation peered down at his nervous brother, and kissed the top of his forehead slowly, and gently. He then nuzzled the side of Chris's face, only to stop slowly, allowing his face to be pressed to his brother's. With a soft hiss, and the even softer touch of his fingers, Salvation whispered into Chris's ear that he would violate him before their King, to ensure that their King stayed theirs. Chris swallowed hard and tried not to notice Sal's fingers softly rubbing up against one of his nipples, which became hard at such a touch anyway. Salvation's eyes slowly looked over at the King, whose tail seemed to drip with it's own sick pleasure. Grinning evilly, the brother laid his twin down onto the bed, and slowly pulled down the top of Chris's white almost see-through dress. The King watched with a snarl over his lips, his tail now flopped in his lap, allowing the fin to stimulate him further, as Salvation laid Chris down. The boy seemed rather nervous and laid there with his arms at his sides, while Salvation, pushed up his silk dress and then pulled down the shorts he had beneath them. The boy whimpered softly and closed his eyes, feeling Sal's long clawed fingers rubbing up against his thighs. Slowly he felt Sal push his legs apart, and steadily move his hand in closer to him. The boy turned away and winced hard, as Salvation pushed one of his fingers into the boy. Chris cried out slightly, the strange sensation of having female parts slightly scaring him. He could feel Salvation running his finger up and down where his shaft should have been, now nothing more than a female's genitalia. The strange feeling seemed to gross the boy out at first, but each time Salvation stroked him, he felt this overwhelming urge to buck his hips. Pleased with the gesture, Salvation pushed his fingers into the boy again, feeling the walls of his vagina tighten and close. The boy was rather tight as a female, and unused to penetration. Surely Salvation had every last desire to fuck him as he were, but he decided to draw it out, taking his time, so that the King would remain appeased.  Chris looked up to find his brother looming over him, such powerful red eyes he head. His were blue, and rather wide at the moment, his silvery hair non-glowing and spilling from the top of his head. Salvation pushed Chris's legs apart so that he could lean down to kiss his brother softly, his long tongue sliding into his brother's mouth. Steadily rubbing his twin, Salvation waited until the kissing had turned Chris on, which wasn't long of a wait as he loved passion versus violence. Salvation could feel the wetness of his fingers, and pushed them deeper and deeper into Chris, the boy responded with a vigilant wail, as Sal's other hand found one of his pale breasts. The boy, now female looked up at his twin, watching him kiss him back, then slowly start to go lower until he found his neck. Chris twinged and closed his legs around his brother, that stroked him from inside slowly, and lovingly. He couldn't help but moan with Sal, as he sucked on his throat and left large markings of his new-found territory. Slowly Salvation began to kiss him even lower, kissing his brother's chest, and even licking each of the boy's nipples as he fingered him harder. The King continued to watch loving the fact they were together, just the sight sent him right into the same mood that they were now in.  Salvation felt the wavering energy from the King, and gently kissed his brother's face. He told him that they would mate now, and that he needed to relax. Carefully Salvation cradled his brother in his arms after removing his hand, and Salvation wandered to the King. Offering the boy to the King slowly, he sat him on the King's lap. Chris nervously looked back behind him, feeling the King's large shaft at his backside. He was very accustomed to how the King did him as a boy, and whimpered, rather worried it could be otherwise. The King smirked and lifted Christopher up, spreading his legs as he did so. His large tail flexed outwards, and rubbed up against Chris, getting him wetter, and causing him to turn away in shock. The fin of Melvin's tail then flared outwards, and he pulled the tail away, as he slowly pushed into the boy's behind. Chris moaned  out loudly, a sigh of euphoria, and relief. The King was rather large, and he was very much afraid he would hurt the boy in his pathetic state. Slowly Melvin moved in and out of the boy, finding his way into him, causing him to gasp and go flush in the face again. Salvation grinned and watched the boy's chest move, licking his fangs as the King fucked him in pleasure. Deviously the wretched Angel moved closer, and got down on his knees before the King of Oblivion. He felt Melvin's tail slide up around him, and he came closer, so that he was just before Chris's thighs. He kissed the boy's thighs softly, and then found him with his tongue, licking the girl before him, that was truly his brother inside. Chris gasped and reached down to grab Sal's hair, nervously, and not harshly. Salvation pulled back at watched the King's large shaft go in and out of his brother's rear, then continued to lick on his brother. His fingers found the King even through such activity, running his fingers up and down the part of the shaft, that wasn't buried inside his brother. He looked up and flashed his eyes at Chris, then gently pressed his lips to the boy's bare flesh, just above where his shaft should have been. Moments later he rose to his feet, and opened his robes to participate in the proper breeding of his twin. Melvin's ears pointed upwards as he arched forwards in his throne-like chair. He made it a point to present Chris to him, pulling his legs further apart as he fucked him. Chris couldn't help but arch in response, the familiar pushing of the King setting him off to the point where he dripped as the King's tail now did. Salvation leaned forwards and pressed his member to the boy's vagina, watching for the fear in his brother's eyes. Many a time he had seen it before, but still they had bred him to make sacrifices for their shared God's insurance that she could still walk free among them. Slowly Salvation pushed the tip of his member into the boy, who wailed and gasped soon after. He gently pulled back, and then pushed into him harder, but slower. The boy between them seemed to cry out, a female's cry of sheer arousal. Smirking Salvation found his way into his brother, feeling the King on the other side of the wall separating them. Melvin howled and continued to fuck one of his lovers, who now tightly gripped each of his hands. He pushed his legs out further, then looked upwards at Sal, who's perfect frame was displayed partially through his robes. The devious Angel flicked his own tail now, that exploded outwards from behind him the moment he pressed deeply into his twin. Chris wailed and squinted, not noticing that Sal's tail had found Melvin's. Now with both of the males deep inside of him Chris cried, the agony and euphoria claiming his fragile soul. Salvation leaned over and continued to make love to the one before him, yet still managing to find the King's lips for a few moments. He kissed Melvin hard as he pressed them to each other, feeling Chris turn his head, and wrap his arms around his brother. Sal held him and kissed the Tyrant violently, then released the King and grinned so widely, that all of his fangs were displayed. That hazy looked seemed to match their King's, who continued to give it to Chris enjoyably. Sal leaned down and kissed his brother, his long tail rubbing up against the fin of Mel's tail, making it secrete it's toxins into his own tail. The King howled and his wings came back to life, flaring outwards, and causing him to arch forwards, even deeper into Chris.  Salvation moaned as he made love to his twin, fucking him harder, and harder still. It felt rather different from what he was used to, but he loved the sensation all the same. Just the thought of violating another in the most profound way ever, was enough to set him off. The two males continued to screw the life into the female, who was obviously, still the boy that they knew all along. The change in gender for the time being meant nothing, other than the fact that they could be together in this manner now too. Despite the King's tolerance for the boy, he still only had one female in his life - his God, none else. He treated Chris as a boy no matter what he was, even Sal did the same. But that didn't mean they wouldn't enjoy Chris's body. Salvation was the first to climax, and it was because of all that teasing he did far earlier. Railing Chris as hard as he could he moaned and shivered, releasing his Angelic light into the creature that would bare him a child to sacrifice. The twin looked up at his powerful brother and moaned outwards in shock, the actual release causing him to do the same. Panting, Salvation continued to fuck him, rubbing up hard against the wall that kept he and the King separated, determined to make the King feel him anyways. He huffed and flared out his magnificent wings, that had come back to life the moment he came hard into his brother. Pleased with the Angels and their efforts the King howled and flexed his wings, his tail so stiff it was leaking profusely all over Salvation's tightly-twisted tail. His eyes lit up a bright blue, and in moments his profound release occurred. Panting heavily the King allowed his tongue to hang from his mouth, as he throbbed and arched deep into the boy, still letting off hard. Chris gasped and grasped onto his brother as he felt the infectious toxins, going inside of him now. He couldn't help but arch forwards more, the King arching harder into him, high off of euphoria. When he was done, Sal pulled out of the boy, gently lifting him off of their King, and wrapping him in his dress and white sheets.  Melvin smirked and his eyes went a blazing white, flames of hell bursting from his tired eyes. His body flexed as he breathed and panted, his clawed hand finding the sash that covered him, pulling it back over his large disposition. Salvation had Chris wrapped up like a child, warm and snuggled into a white sheet. He cradled the boy and kissed his lips lightly, then handed him to the King. Melvin laid the boy out on his lap, and softly ran his clawed hands through his hair. Evilly Salvation flicked his tail, the black ooze from Mel's still dropping off of it. He brought his robes together and tied them off, then climbed onto the edge of the chair to sit beside his King. Grinning down at the impregnated Angel boy, Salvation hissed, proud that he had proved his worth once again. Chris looked up at the two of them red in the face, then yawned and closed his eyes. In the arms of the King he would sleep now, for an eon or until he was fully with child. Then a sacrifice would be made, in the honor of their traveling Goddess. Salvation would watch and wait now, until the moment came to be, his desires to please the King made, he sat there flicking his tail with pride. The King's eyes would haze over fully now, awaiting the moment where they would all un-freeze, and wake from their slumber...

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Overlord of the Fleet - bow to your Tyrannical King, motherfuckers. Teach Me to Scream, Fuck Me til it Hurts, I Deserve Eternal Suffering for all I've done....