Marvel's Notorious Gnawbarque Issue 6

Issue 6: A night like any other!!!

Night 64 of Servitude

It was night according to the time, though outside the casino at this time of year was always dark. A reddish glow and gloom filled the sky outside. Inside, the well lit casino, there was a different kind of gloom hanging above the casino inside the beaver shaped Chandelier.

Castor Gnawbarque sat in his office inside the 'headelier', his stoic face scanned the papers in front of him. He pulled his reading glasses down to his whiskers and rubbed them, as if that would make him see the numbers differently. Simply put, in order to create this new resort surrounded by two suns, he'd need a significant amount of workers. At the current rate of profit for Beavetron NZ and its subsidiaries including Bucktooth Gaming, the company couldn't afford the work. He'd have to ask his father for money once more.

His 'dissatisfied 'hurrumphing' must have been loud, because in the doorway Susan Storm appeared in a tight pink teddy nightgown that left little to the imagination. Her large boobs jiggle when she spoke in annoyance.

"Bucky, it's almost 9 ADF," she stated referring to the Zone equivalent to 9PM, aka 9 After Distortion Flare. "You said you were going to stop working baby," the girl yawned. It had been a long day.

The short portly beaver alien shook his head. "I've got to figure this out." He told her and explained the monetary issue facing the company. "I need more construction bodies. But right now we can't afford them." Hos shoulders dropped, "I can't ask my father for money again...it's what he expects."

Sue walked forward and bent over to look at the papers. Her teddy lifted exposing her pert ass in the pink thong. "Hmmmmm....I think I can help!" She admitted. Bucky was skeptical, but Susan insisted he let her explain, but it required him to 'stop working', she demanded.

The businessman agreed to take a break. She insisted he get undressed and into something comfortable. The girl helped him take his suit off, and get into white boxers and a white t-shirt contrasting with his brown fur. She then led him to the den. She dimmed the mirrored glass so the outside couldn't be seen. The beauty sat him on the couch. She plopped herself next to him.

Her hand reached down between his legs into the hole in the white boxers. The beaver groaned when her cold hand gripped his flaccid cock. She pulled the black floppy cock out. There was no embarrassment by Castor for not being hard. Nor was there anger on Sue's part. They fucked several times already that morning and afternoon.

She took the rather small black flaccid cock in her mouth, sucking and talking after each teasing suck. "I have a friend in Chelemek Space...a pirate or warlord kinda person." The girl seemed eager to help, and eager to get his cock hard. "She's got like an army of Chitinauts!"

Castor was initially apprehensive, knowing what "Chits" were. They were small Negative Zone insectoids. Almost always loyal to Annihilus. Susan assured him they were not loyal to the villain.

"At least not the Annihilus you know," she joked sliding her mouth on the growing dark veiny alien prick. She began to suck the cock hard and deep into her throat feeling it begin to stiffen in her mouth.

"I don’t know," Castor was apprehensive about her statement, despite feeling quite well in the crotch region. He moved her blonde hair away from her eyes to make eye contact while his dick was in her throat. "Are you sure?"

Susan nodded, the beaver member still in her mouth. She slid the growing phallus from her mouth. "I swear." She kissed the black cockhead and slid her mouth back down.

"OK then...my new Operations Manager!" Castor said.

Susan's head popped up in surprise, but the heroine, ever the good slut, kept jerking the rigid black beaver pole. "You mean it Bucky!"

The businessman nodded, it was never really a question. Despite Sue's insistence on a real interview with 'no sex' or slutty outfits, where Sue gave Bucky her ACTUAL resume (or at least one she made in the Zone), the job was always hers. Sue still wanted Bucky to see how her last accolades included running the Fantastic Fours charitable organizations and the Future Foundation itself. "Of course my dear!" He pulled her head up to his and kissed her.

Susan was ecstatic, still jerking the cock like a good whore, she beamed with pride and her cheeks turned red trying to keep her eyes open while the beaverman kissed her with his thin black lips. She couldn't help but draw back and clap her hands in joy.

The beavers long hard cock bobbed back and forth. He grunted. "Young lady, I don't think you're finished!" He murmured unhappy at the loss of stimulation. "What did I tell you about the business world?"

The Invisible Woman, or former Invisible Woman, in her very visible teddy, stood up off the couch. "I know, I know," she waved her hands at him, in mocking pawing motion. "Never start a job you can't finish," she mocked his rather low and stern tone. "But I got something to celebrate." The giddy girl, still clapping her hands almost uncontrollably, raced to the kitchen. Her boobs flopped with her excited gate. She bent down at the waist, unintentionally, showing her alien lover her round backside. The fabric of her thong couldn't possibly cover her swollen, slick pussy lips. The beaver's cock instinctively hardened at the sight.

The girl rummaged through the cabinets next to the stove. She hid a gift there for Castor, knowing he'd never look. Castor Gnawbarque didn't cook. She found the gift in it's decorated bag. The young blonde pulled the bag out with glee. She then reachdd up to the upper cabinets to grab to small glasses shaped like a circle with the top cut out. Her knowledge of Castor's living space was already extensive. Content, the beauty walked back to the couch. She set it on the black glass coffee table with the black wooden legs.

Castor grabbed a glass from Sue when she held one out. The crafty business beaver turned his head with curiosity. "And what's this?" There was something red poking out the decorative bag. He reached with his free hand to grip the red object protruding from the bag. The beaver gasped when he pulled a bottle out and saw what it was. "Kentucky Bourbon!" The aliens heart raced in excitement. It was a bottle of Wild Turkey. A cheap, nothing whiskey on Earth. But here it had a hefty price. "How did you pay for this?"

The girl shrugged her shoulders. "Used my debt money...." Before Castor could complain she stopped him. "It's fine Bucky...it is....I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." She leaned over and grabbed the bottle from her lover. The heroine opened the Whiskey bottle and poured a glass for her paramour. She next poured herself a glass. "Besides, I got a new job," she joked and sipped the Whiskey. The burn made her cough. Susan Storm wasn't a whiskey drinker.

While Susan coughed, Castor savored. That burn is what the business-beaver craved. He sipped and slurped at his glass, drinking the wondeful whiskey down his throat. On Earth it was cheap, but here it was a delicacy.

When his glass was empty, his lady poured him another. This time filling the glass. She set the bottle on a nightstand to his left. The alien took another large sip, his eyes rolling at the smokey taste. He groaned in delight when a hand gripped his cock.

She let him sip his whiskey, her human hand stroking his prick slowly. It was time to finish what she started. The girl straddled the pudgy beaver, letting him drink his whiskey. She still held the black dick in her hand, and placed shaven human legs outside his furry ones. She slid down holding the black penis below her swollen dripping pussy. She knew the material of her panties didn't need much moving, and she did so using the beaver's cocktip, ever so slightly teasing it with her pussy. Then she sat upon the tip quickly, pushing her pussy down, letting the black tip slip into her cunt. She didn't stop and sank lower, taking in several inches quickly. The girl gasped in delight at the sensation of being filled so quickly.

The male alien kept enjoying the whiskey, the pussy sucking up his cock intensified the experience. The girl began to ride him at a good pace, slow but intentional. Damn, he thought, she'd filled the glass quite well. He didn't want to stop drinking. With his free hand he gripped Susan's ass allowing her to move more quickly with her bouncing, helping her not to slide off. He didn't want to stop fucking either.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck," the girl whimpered like the bitch in heat she was. Her pussy was being utterly filled with black alien pile each time she sank down. She was going so deep, only an inch of the lower white part of his cock was outside her. "Oh Bucky!" She cooed. She kept kissing the side of his face, letting him finish his drink. "Give me your nut baby," she whispered in a haughty tone using Castor's favortie word for cum. "I want it!" She sank down, impaling the entire dick. Her hips circled around, fully filled with his engorged black cock. "Unnnhhhh, I'm nutting baby..." she moaned. "Nut with me!" There was something animalistic about using the word 'nut' and she loved it. "Ohhhhh," the girl began violently cumming on the cock, shivering on it, her pussy pulsing and squirting her honey all over the black dick.

Castor grunted, taking his last sip. He gripped her ass and let himself release inside the girl. Purple beaver 'nut' filled the tight human pussy. "Yaaaah," he breathed out the stress of the day as well as ejaculated it out. "That....," the beaver stated, the girl was motionless on his lap, slowly vibrating, her head on his shoulder. "THAT is how you finish a job young lady." He joked and flicked his tongue in his glass for more whiskey.

Coming down from her climax, Susan laughed and leaned over him, the alien's cock still deep up in her. She grabbed rhe bottle off the table and proceeded to pour another large helping into his glass.

"I expect nothing less when you start your new position young lady!" He nodded to her and sipped his drink. His cock was still pumping virile alien seed inside his 'humi' slut.

She pulled off his prick and got up off the couch. The young Earthgirl was woozy from good sex, her hair fell over her red face. Red cheeks and glowing skin from a wonderful orgasm. She smiled from ear to ear, her alien lover's cum rolled from her fucked cunt down her legs. She didn't care. In fact, she heard the whizz of the maid drones coming out from their hidden spaces. The small drones were programmed to clean automatically.

Behind her, the two small flying discs dropped to the floor and began to suck up purple cum from the gray tiled floor.

Sue made her way to the downstairs bathroom. She pulled her panties down and kicked them off her feet. No need for them, she giggled in her head. Yawning, the well fucked beauty sat on the toilet. Her piss sprayed quickly, her fucked lovehole was gaped and spewed purple cum. So much different than Reed's white cum or Rocket's silver cum. So much...thicker.

Susan wiped her gaping snatch and stretched as she stood. The sex had exhausted her. The hot woman made her way to the kitchen and poured a glass of Arthrosian honey wine. She wasn't a whiskey drinker. She liked the sweet nectar taste of the insectoid honeywine, even if buying it meant giving money to Annihilus's war 'Wave'. She didn't care. Her lips touched the sweet wine and she drank a big gulp. Then another. Then another until the glass was all but empty. Her head turned to see Casto finishing his glass. Gotta catch up, she jokingly thought. The human poured herself another glass of the strong alien wine, feeling the effects of the whiskey shot and a quick glass of wine. Mixed with her post coital bliss it had her warm and fuzzy.

The girl sat back down to the right of her beaver lover. Her body leaned over his so that she could grab the almost half empty bottle. "Eager beaver," she chuckled pouring him a glass. Since the bottle was worth around 20,000 credits (the equivalent of 13,000 US dollars) each glass was about a grand on Earth. She didn't care that she'd purchased the liquor with her 'debt' money, or that it was from a week's worth of 'work'. Could it be considered 'work' since she enjoyed her place so much as a live in sex ****. Plus, in reality it only cost her 15,000 credits. She got a deal from the Nicathan liquor store owner on site at the casino.The one thing the shark-like alien Nicanthans loved more than money was blowjobs.

The girl placed the bottle on the nightstand to her right and snuggled her head down into her beaver boyfriend's lap. Her hands gripped the flaccid dripping black cock hung between Castor's legs. Deflated and defeated by her tight pussy, the cock barely moved. Its veiny shaft slick with her juices, she picked it up and put the tip on her mouth, literally sucking cum from the hole.

He squirmed, but allowed her to do her work. The beaver was in his own heaven, buzzed off whiskey and getting fucked and sucked by one of the most beautiful celebrities in the Zone or the positive universe. His pawed hand rested on her back, his other hand rose with the holovision remote. The casino owner turned on the holo-television and the 3d image of an arena came on inside the box. It was like television but a hologram.

Castor Gnawbarque sat back, allowing the girl to lick and suck his flaccid cock. He sipped his whiskey. The casino was able to get feeds from all over the Zone. This particular feed was from the massive gladiator arena Sector 21G of Arthros. Annilsday wasn't the top tier day to watch fighters. Nihilsday, the Zone equivalent of a Friday was better for competition. But here in the Zone there was always something to bet on.

The cheers came up for a large green eight armed insectoid with a spiked tail like a scorpion. The being wore brown gladiator armor as it paraded around the arena holding two insect arms in the air.

Susan picked her head up off the cock. "Is that Tok'r?" She inquired. "Why is he fighting on Annilsday?" Usually the champ would fight on a weekend for a larger audience. This was like the lesser fighters. It wasn't even a top arena.

"That's on of his bamateur. Tuk'l" Castor corrected. "He's an amatuer." He went on to explain. "There is a new **** I would like to watch." He added sipping his whiskey.

The girl kept sucking inches of cock into her mouth, but her eyes were now glued to the holotv. When the challenger was announced Sue laughed. "Mongu?" She chuckled. The large being with bushy red hair and red eyes looked like a pink skinned Blastaar. "He's a bum," she continued gripping the flaccid base, still working the black cock. "He didn't even beat the Man-Thing or Hulk!" She kissed the cockhead and snickered. "Even Lockjaw beat his ass." She looked up to Castor. "Bucky, I hope you didn't bet on that loser."

The beaver shook his head. "I did not. But do not underestimate such a being. I have heard of his rage. And now that he's enslaved, he has nothing to lose." Castor liked to bet. He hadn't bet on Mongu, and part of him regretted it. "Would you like to place a bet?" Castor looked down to the girl sucking his cock.

The Invisible Woman nodded. "Absolutely...if my guy bug boy wins, you're eating pussy Bucky." She smiled. "And if Mongu wins...you can fuck my ass!" She went back to sucking down the black cock and suddenly felt it move in her hands and mouth, responding to her words.

"DEAL..." Castor said eagerly and drank down more whiskey. Susan kept playing with his cock reaching back to grab the bottle. With his dick in her mouth she somehow poured him a glass.

It wasn't a great bet. Sue figured it out early. The stunned had the tip of the black cock in her mouth rolling her tongue around. Her eyes fixed on a fight where the giant insect was losing limbs. The axe, fused to Mongu's hand was slicing insect limbs like he was cutting through trees in the woods. With each forward thrust of the axe by the gladiator, Sue felt the cock on her hand stiffen.

Mongu held the axe over the bleeding and beaten Insectoid. The crowd had turned and quickly Mongu cleaved the large insect in its stomach. The huge barbarian warlord ripped guts from his dead opponent.

"Holy shit," the girl muttered. Sue's eyes were on the screen, but now blocking her vision was a rock hard black alien cock. "Holy shit!" Her eyes now crossing trying to focus on the prick.

Castor, proud of his new found excitement, boasted. "You underestimated the beast." He laughed. "You never know what **** can endure when **** to."

The girl stared at the cock knowing why it was hard. Knowing where it wanted to go. "Can't we wait until this weekend..." she pleaded, her eyes locked on the prick. She held it on her hand. "I'm starting the new job tomorrow!"

The beaver's paw spanked her ample ass. "A bet is a bet young lady."

Ten minutes later, Castor Gnawbarque was on his hands and knees in his large bed. In front of him, bent over and ass in the air, was the lovely Sue Storm. He teddy hung around her body, her panties discarded. The beaver held his thick black cock at the puckered pink butthole of the heroine. It wasn't the first time he'd been in her ass, and it wouldn't be the last. It was such a small hole, he thought, holding his slimey dripping cock, lubricated with Sue's orgasm that Castor had fucked into her from a moment ago. He put the tip to the starfish shaped human hole. Then he dipped the tip in, wonder in his eyes, when the butthole opened to allow entry.

'You never know what a **** can endure when **** to', Castor's words hung silently over both their heads. His black cock slipping further into the tight human ass.

"Slowly," Sue begged, her hands gripped the sheets, feeling each inch push into her rectum. She felt a slight spank from a clawed hand, and she whimpered, but her butthole instinctively puckered and blossomed from the slap, allowing several more inches to slide quickly in. Her head fell down from the pain and pressure. Castor began sawing his prick slowly in and out. "Mmmmmphhhh," the girl groaned, using the pillow case to bite down on. Another few small slaps and Sue felt the balls of her alien lover begin to swing and hit her stomach.

The pain had begun to subside. The slaps had gone from painful taps to electric jolts to her swollen dripping pussy. It didn't help that her mind was fixated on the idea that a beaver alien was fucking her coveted ass. The sheets dropped from her mouth. "Unnnnnnh," Sue moaned, strangely feeling a building inside her loins.

Castor could sense the change. He slapped her ass harder now and stuffed the cock until his groin hit her ass.

"Ohhhh god," she screeched. "Oh gawwd Bucky....I'm cumming!" Sue's mind broke, her body not caring what hole the prick was stuffed inside. Her body shook, her ass tightened.

"Dear gods!" Castor held her hips, his cock was stuck. Her pussy had clamped down so hard it hurt. A joyous pain followed by an explosion of purple alien cum deep up a human anal cavity.

The two interspecies lovers shook and trembled, cumming in unison. No noise was in the room except heavy breathing. With a heavy sigh Castor pulled inch after inch out the tight butt, until it freed itself with a large "POP". His cock hung low, once again deflated and defeated. The businessman rubbed his sweaty head fur.

Sue fell over onto the bed. She felt cum swirling up her ass tunnel. "That was Fantastic!" She glowed from her intense cum.

The pair was done. Exhausted and satiated. Castor fell next to Susan and she crawled up onto him. Both fell asleep.

It was early morning, around 2AM if it was Earth. Susan awoke from her slumber, the heat of her lover was no longer there. Castor was no where to be found. A dreary eyed Susan Storm yawned. She got up and took off the teddy. It wasn't comfortable to sleep in. She changed into a comfortable gray pair of panties and a matching bra. After changing she took a piss, purple cum seeping from her fucked cunt. Still no Bucky Gnawbarque. The beauty grabbed waster and waited. Her lover didn't return. She heard the faintest murmur from down below the loft.

The young earth girl walked to the stairs. The mirrors were all blacked out so one could not see the casino floor below them. Sue called out "Bucky?". She descended the stairs hearing noise from Castor's study/office. She pushed a semi-closed door and walked in expecting to see just her Bucky. "Castor?" She actually called him name. Instead Susan gasped at seeing Skyppi, the skrull head of maintenance drinking a glass with Castor. "I'm sorry...I didnt....it's late I thought." The girl didn't know what to say. She began backing out.

Skyppi's large skrull eyes almost popped out his head like a cartoon at the sight of the gorgeous human in the tight lingerie.

"Now hold on young lady!" Castor waved for her to come back in the room. "Look what you've done to this poor old Skrull with that outfit." The beaver took a swig of his drink. He pointed to the tent that was now pitched in Skippi's blue overalls. "What did I tell you?"

Susan nodded. "Fix the problems you cause!" The girl walked in began to unbutton the skrulls overalls. It ass so quickly he couldn't protest. The beauty then sank to her knees right before the short portly green skrull.

"I don't need this ma'am," he grabbed her arm.

"Nonsense," Susan insisted pushing herself down. Her hand reached out and gripped the bulge. "I caused this and I intend to fix it." She nodded to herself. The Skrull looked down at the eager girl. She had his overalls hanging around his waist. She was able to reach into his boxers and pull out a hard green skrull cock. Without hesitation the human beauty slid the cock into her mouth.

"Oh...my." Skyppi hadn't felt such joy in a while. Her warm mouth was sliding on his sensitive green stick.

"What were you saying again?" Castor asked his employee, watching his human suck the skrull cock.

Skyppis hand was on his hat. "I....I...." he didn't know what to say or think. The only thing he could focus on was the mouth sliding up and down on his dick. "I don't..." he grunted. "Ohhhhh,"

Susan's mouth slid down the long green prick. Smaller than Castor, the skrull was easier to deepthroat. Her nose hit the pubic region of the green alien. Sue moaned, humming on the cock. The old Skrull simply couldn't last. Sue sucked down cum still humming and moaning.

The elderly skrull came and came. His mind clearing. "Skulker..." the Skrull let out. "I think he's up to no good behind that bar of his," he said referencing the red skinned kree criminal employed as a bartender at the casino.

Castor had a knowing nod. "I think we have you're first assignment Susan!"

The youthful earth heroine slid the cock slowly out her throat. Green cum trickled down her chin. "I'm on it!" She said eagerly.