The Fade of Dreams was the last place Callie wanted to be, but she had made her choice, now she was stuck with it. The Pastmaster's spirit floated around her. His dark smiled never fading from his ghostly face. He looked at her, wanting nothing more than to bind himself to her, and then, they would be one.

Callie looked at him and frowned. "You will never have my mind or heart, only my body."

"That's alright with me, Callista," he replied with a smirk. Then, the evil spirit took on the form of a very handsome tom. His fur was a dark gray, with a light purple strip going down his forehead. If he had looked like this from the beginning, he would have been able to pass himself off as a mere mortal.

Soon, the seven demons showed up. Anger frowned, unhappy that he was unable to posses Callie on their first meeting, but here she was now. Getting married to the Pastmaster. Sloth just smiled and drifted off to sleep, not caring on what the outcome would be.

The other five demons congratulated the Pastmaster on his victory, but Callie found herself smiling. She knew how to beat the Pastmaster and the demons. She looked at Lust and Envy. "Are you two going to be able to enjoy this wedding, because I don't recall the Pastmaster inviting you two." she smiled.

Envy smile faded, as a frown took its place. "He may not have invited us, but we are the masters of the Fade of Dreams."

It was working, Callie just had to play her cards right, and then she would be able to fight back. There was a flash of light, and Wrath shifted into a thin kat. He was wearing warrior robes, and his face was solemn and tired. She recognize him from the paintings in the Mage Tower. It was grandmaster Kevin Lightheart, who had sadly been the first mage to use dark magic. He looked at Callie and smiled.

"Take the Pastmaster's hand so I can marry you two," he commanded, but Callie looked over at Sloth.

"Sloth, please wake up," she said. The Sloth demon looked up and shook his head.

"Let me sleep," he said, smoothing out some creases in his fur. He looked at her, and gave her a weak smile. "You can wake me in...well...the next ten years." He shrugged, and Callie nodded in reply. Sloth then rolled over and bumped into Rage.

"I'll kill you if you touch me again!" Rage growled, his body began burning hot with blue flames.

Sloth snorted and laughed. "You say that all the time," he yawned. Rage raised his hand as if to strike the lazy demon, but Callie quickly used her magic to move Pride in the way. And with that one smack, Pride blasted Rage, sending him flying into the Pastmaster and Wrath. Then a huge fight broke out.

Callie took a step back, but stepped on Sloth's tail. His eyes blazed at the lovely apprentice mage for waking him, but he was too lazy to do anything about it. "Hrr, you can leave the Fade of Dreams. But...listen carefully…"

Callie listened to what Sloth had to say. It was good advice for her to use when she would return to the real world. She thanked the lazy demon with a kiss to his head and used her magic to seal the Pastmaster and the demons up in an enchanted spirit box, only Sloth remained. He smiled, at last free from all the noise and fighting that would keep him from sleeping.

"Goodbye, Sloth," Callie waved, fading away.

Sloth yawned, "Goodbye and goodnight, Callie," he said before drifting off to sleep.

When Callie returned to the real world, Jake hugged her. "Is it over?" he asked.

"It is," Callie replied. "That Pastmaster is no more. I trapped him in the Fade of Dreams, with six of the seven demons." Soon, word of the Pastmaster's defeat spread throughout the land, Mages from all over came to offer gifts to Callie for defeating the dark sorcerer.

But in the future, James Feral needed to gather more volunteers in helping him stop Megatron. He stood outside May Parker's spa, he had no doubt that Jake Clawson's aunt would help him, but as he reached to open the door, he found himself staring down the barrel of AR-15 Assault Rifle.

"Who are you and what do you want?" May asked James. He looked at her and smiled.

"I'm James Feral and I came to ask for your help," he said, trying to sound friendly, but when May Parker heard the name Feral, she lost her temper.

"Why should I help you!?" she shouted, pressing the barrel of her rifle into his face. "Your brother destroyed my family! My poor son is gone, my nephew Jake has had his name ruined. Even Callie has been so badly treated by this city that it is no wonder that they are gone."

James knew she was right. His brother had ruined the lives of so many for arresting Jake and Chance, but now he had to make it right.

He took a step back. "I know, but if I had been here when my brother came to arrest your nephew, I would have locked him up and thrown away the keys. But...I wasn't. I knew from what I read was that Jake cared very much for the city, for the people in it, and for his family. However, there is a new threat that will destroy everything he stood for."

"You mean Megatron?" she asked.

"Yes, I am putting together a band of freedom fighters to stop him from taking over, and I need your help in doing that."

May Parker lowered her rifle. "What do you need from me?" she asked with a smile.

James looked at her rifle. "I'm going to need a lot of kick-ass guns," he said.

The next day, one of Megatron's tank patrol units drove up to a gas station outside the city. It's driver and two engineers stepped out, as the old gas station attendant walked up. He looked at the tank, trying to smile, but the look the driver had on his face kelp him from doing so. As one of the engineers began filling the fuel tank, a young she-kat walked up.

When the two engineers saw her, they tried to flirt with her. But before they could react, she drew a knife and cut one of the engineers across the face. His screams caused the his partner to freeze in shock, he had never seen blood dripping from someone, but the driver snapped him out of it.

"Oh, screw you!" the she-kat shouted and ran off. The Driver and the two engineers then gave chase. The young she-kat ran through an open field with the three Megatron troops catching up to her. All of sudden, three kats popped up from under the dirt and opened fire with AK-47 Assault Rifles. The two engineers were killed before they hit the ground and the driver almost cut in half by the overwhelming firepower of the unknown shooters.

One of the shooters stood up and removed his mask. It was James Feral. "Hide the bodies," he said, as his rebels quickly shouldered their weapons. The young she-kat made short work of taking the weapons of the dead troopers.

In another part of the city, a group of of Megatron's troops were setting up a security check point. As they setup their metal detectors, Felina Feral walked up, dressed as a local hooker. The troopers looked at her with lust in their eyes, to busy to notice a group of masked kats coming up behind them. Felina then raised her hand and waved at the kats behind the enemy troopers.

That was the signal for them to attack! With no time to react, the troopers were quickly taken out and their gear stolen. As Felina looked through some of the maps and papers they raided, she saw that a supply convoy was going to be passing Carter's location. What ever Megatron had in that convoy, it was worth something to him, otherwise, he wouldn't have troops transport it.

The convoy struggled along a narrow road that had many sharp turns, so that it was making the troopers feel sick. Carter, astride his black stallion, watched it go; it labored, grinding from side to side. And the troopers in the truck, elite soldiers hand picked by Megatron himself, would no doubt be armed. The warrior had to proceed with caution.

He urged the steed toward the lead truck, coming right up beside it. The Jeep behind the truck saw Carter ride to the side of the truck, and the gunner opened fire, spraying the hard surface of the road with bullets that made the horse dance. The bullets kept coming, but Carter rode on, daring not to look back for fear of being shot. He pulled his horse up to the cab of the truck, jumped and took hold of the door.

Now the fun begins. Carter thought as he swung the door open. The guard inside was taken by surprise, but he quickly tried to bring his rifle up, but Carter grabbed it and with all his strength, threw the guard out of the cab.

Now the Driver.

Carter struggled with him, a stout kat with gold teeth, as the steering wheel spun and the truck lunged toward the treeline. Carter reached for the wheel, pulling the truck back, and the driver kicked him hard in the chest.

Carter was stunned for moment, but he quickly countered with kick of his own. His foot caught the driver in the jaw, knocking a few of his golden teeth out. "I'll drive now," Carter smiled and then threw the driver out. The driver landed face first on road and looked up to see the escort jeep try to swerve, but it was to close and driver was run down, his body being mangled by the wheels of the jeep.

The driver of the jeep was so freaked out that he lost control of the jeep, and crashed into a tree. Carter was now safe to return to the Defenders' hideout.

In the back of the truck, safe in the crate, Megatron's newest weapon began to hum almost inaudibly. It was as if within it, locked away and secure, a piece of machinery had spontaneously began to operate. Nobody heard the sound when Carter returned to the hideout, but they sure felt the heat coming from it.

That night, everyone who had joined James Feral's freedom fighter all gathered at the Clawson's family estate. Campfires were made and food was being passed out to the hungry men and women. Felina was seated on the front porch, enjoying a flame grilled burger with fries. As she enjoyed her food, Carter walked up with two beers and smiled at her.

"Want a beer?" he asked holding up one of the cans to her.

"No," she smiled. "I want you."

Carter tossed his beer in the trash as he followed her inside. The two of them made their way up to the master bedroom, locking the door behind them. Felina then had Carter sit down on the bed as she walked into the closet. She wanted to find the right outfit for this occasion and she did.

"Carter, close your eyes," she called to him. The warrior obeyed.

Carter was waiting for her, with a mixture of emotions—dread and guilt, mixed with throbbing, eager anticipation. It was wrong, he knew it was wrong, but he couldn't stop the consuming need to make love to her. Not since the first time he'd held and kissed her. She seemed made to be wrapped in his strong arms. Her body, so tall and light and yet rich and voluptuous, fit perfectly into his, as if made to be his. He couldn't go more than a few days without holding her, smelling her hair, just touching her skin. His life quickly came to revolve around these stolen moments, like he was having a clandestine affair. He could not fathom life without her now.

But he also knew he would make his vows with her first, then he would take Felina into the bed and make her his, forever.

He heard her footsteps and almost opened his eyes to see what she picked out to wear, but if he did, then all he would feel would be guilt.

"Ok, you can look now," Felina said. And when Carter opened his eyes, his fear of guilt and doubt flew from his mind; he saw only a perfect angel looking at him expectantly with big brown eyes. But what she was wearing made his jaw hit the floor.

Felina stood there in an incredible lingerie set. She was wearing high heels, stockings, panties, and a bra, all in matching white. She was also wearing a huge smile. Carter watched her walk softly over to him before sitting down his lap.

Felina sighed happily as she shifted her perfect ass on his thighs, her arms draped lovingly around his broad shoulders, as she drank in his warm hazel eyes, his full lips, and the smell of his soft fur. He smelled so good—a mixture of grass, sweat and beer, the best smells in the world. She hadn't seen him up close in a while so she moved her hands up to his close-cropped brown hair with a touch of silver gray and just held his face. He was perhaps an average good-looking tomkat, but to her he was wonderful.

"Felina?" Carter asked her with a smile. "Will you make a vow of everlasting love to me? To never betray me or leave me, but to remain as my wife to the day we die?"

"Yes, I will make that vow with you," she replied, giving him a kiss.

"Then lets get started making those kittens your father wanted us to have."

Felina breathing grew slow and heavy as she watched him gently tug down her bra, which was made specifically for easy access, until her breasts were almost completely exposed, except for the very tops of her nipples. She made an exaggerated "Oh!" of surprise.

"Mmmmm . . . very nice, Felina. Now let me . . ."

His voice trailed off as he removed her bra, freeing her breasts for him to see. Her nipples were already getting hard and the very sight of them made his mouth water.

"That's better."

He framed her voluptuous breasts with his hands and looked and looked. They were pale, ivory, creamy brown, whatever the words were, and the small puffy nipples just a shade darker than her flesh.

"I love looking at you, Felina. So sexy for big daddy Carter."

Carter gently squeezed her breasts together, watching her nipples swell and harden and beg for his mouth. He looked and looked, teasing her, until her gasping breath turned into moans and she arched her back, desperate for release.

"Please, . . . please . . .!" she begged.

Carter drew one pale, perfect nipple into his mouth. Felina crushed his head tightly against her with one hand, crying out and gasping as he sucked and teased and nipped the stiff flesh.

"Carter, oh, oh!" she gasped again and again, his skillful tongue slowly circling and savoring the taste and feel of his beautiful wife's breasts until he had to pull away, too aroused to continue.

He made her so crazy! She flopped over, burying her face in his neck, kissing him all over, up to his mouth, pressing her soft pink lips against his and whispering, "I love you."

"I love you, too, Felina."

Felina then stood up, pushed Carter onto his back and pulled off her panties, leaving on the stockings. She crawled onto the bed, next to him. They kissed. He rolled her over on her back, kissing her tits, licking and sucking on her hard nipples. He kissed her stomach, running his tongue around her navel, making his way down to her wet pussy.

"Yes." She moaned. "Oh, yes."

She spread her legs and held them up with her hands as he ran his tongue over her clit. Carter sucked on it. Slid his tongue inside her and then back to her clit. She was moving her hips to meet his tongue. He pushed her legs back even more as he buried his tongue inside her, tasting her sweet juices.

She reached down and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him into her even more. His face was covered with her wetness. She started thrusting her hips faster and faster. She was coming.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She screamed as she came.

Carter smiled as he tasted her sweet pussy juice while his tongue was still inside her. He held on tight, refusing to let go of her. His cock was hard as a rock now.

"Make love to me, Carter." She moaned. Within seconds, Carter stripped off all his clothing and was burying his massively thick cock in her sweet pussy.

Felina couldn't believe how good it felt to now be a real woman! She felt the head penetrate her vaginal opening, and from then on, it was an inch by inch ordeal; until he was buried inside of his sexy Felina. She wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him close. "Oh yes, Carter!"

I actually did it: I took Felina's virginity…I can…only hope things d-don't… He found his thoughts trailing off into oblivion, taken away by the pleasure that he felt. Carter began pumping into her, his cock hitting bottom with each thrust. Mercilessly, he pounded Felina's pussy, shifting and grinding his pelvis into her. She bucked up against him, matching his thrusts with perfect timing.

"Oh, Carter, you feel so amazing inside of me." Felina murmured, her lips kissing, licking and sucking on all available flesh.

His mouth found her neck, and began doing the same, until his mouth found Felina's. Their first adult-lovers kiss was wild and explosive, as his cock brought her to a second orgasm. Carter's hands explored her breasts, squeezing and caressing them gently. Felina begged for him to do it harder. His fingers pinched her hardened nipples, tweaking them almost to the point of pain, but not quite so hard that she couldn't tolerate it.

"Oh, yes! That's it Carter," Felina panted as he pulled her ass to the edge of the bed and raised her feet to his shoulders. His cock slid deeper into her, which was a little bit uncomfortable, but still pleasurable enough for Felina to enjoy. "Oh my, fuck me, fuck me Carter!"

"Felina, I'm going to cum baby. Where do you want it?" Sweat dripped off his brow, slid down his nose, and hit Felina between her breasts. His breath was labored, and she could feel all of his muscles bunching in preparation of his orgasm.

"Inside me, my love, I want you to fill my pussy with your cum!" she panted, as her own orgasm began to build. Carter felt his abdomen tighten, as Felina's vaginal muscles clamp down on his cock. "I'm going to cum with you, Ohhh- oh, now!"

"Felina! I'm cumming!" Carter shouted. He continued to thrust deeply into her as his cock finally erupted his hot thick load shooting inside and filling Felina's pussy completely-his strokes continued as his cum filled his wife up.

Felina could no longer hold her cries of pleasure in as she was suddenly overtaken by the explosive frenzy of sexual pleasure. She tossed her head back and forth, cumming like this was too much to handle. Her screaming became louder as she and Carter rode their waves of ecstasy together- she'd never experienced a pleasure this long- it grew more intense with every moment her husband's cock stay thrusted deep inside her and spilled his cum into her womb.

Her and Carter's juices dripped onto the bed, she moaned his name over and over as her body finally collapsed under the him, his cock still fully inserted. Felina panted like a bitch in heat and continued to run her hands up and down Carter's strong body as the pleasure traveled back and forth, slowly subsiding, but never vanishing.

After a couple of minutes, Carter removed his now limp dick from Felina. Then he rolled off her and held her close. The two of them were very tired as they shared a few quick kisses.

"You've made me feel so special, tonight, baby." She whispered.

"You are special. And so beautiful. I love you." Carter replied, giving his beloved wife one final passion filled kiss.

"Oh, I love you, too Carter." She said.

Then the two lovers drifted off to sleep. Dreaming of what their future had in store for them, but one thing was for sure, new life was already growing inside of Felina.