May 29th 2016 Agrabah, Neverland, 12:00 P.M EDT (smut warning, foursome, rimming, partner swap, pet play)

Ariel was so clumsy she could trip over her own legs on land, so she wasn't really great at dancing, though she definitely tried. I eventually called a halt to the belly dancing out of pity, and because I had a better idea. "Alright no more dancing Ariel, stay still for me. Ruby, Zee, why don't you show our pretty princess a good time."

They both grinned, though ironically Zee's was more wolfish. They started running hands over my mermaid's smoothie skin, along her flat stomach,up her sides, down her legs. Ariel squirmed, face flushing.

Zee peeled her harem pants down as she slid down her legs, and Ariel whined a bit, though she didn't move. "Ruby." I snapped. "I changed my mind, come take care of my cock while Zee has her fun."

Whimpering a bit in need, my gorgeous little bitch scrambled across the floor. She wound up next to me and whined a bit more as she nuzzled into my pants, clearly in full on puppy slut mode. Zee had been training her well.

I had to admit, I wasn't a big scent guy, and tended to be a little wary of anything that involved sniffing, but Ruby snorting at my pants like she was trying to inhale a bouquet of flowers was weirdly hot. I let her slip my pants down, and the MOAN of enjoyment she let out when my cock slapped her in the face was fucking amazing. She even did the stupid eyes crossed cock shock look when it smacked off her forehead.

Grabbing her hair, I shoved her nose against my balls, knowing she wanted this kind of rough treatment so bad right now she could taste it. "What's the matter bitch?" I cooed as I enjoyed the sight of Zee kissing her way up the inside of a needy Ariel's thigh. "Did my puppy miss getting her bone?" She nodded absently, kissing my balls and licking slowly up my shaft. "Well then bitch." I said kindly. "FETCH!"

I shoved my cock into her open mouth, a fistful of hair letting me control how deep it went. She whined and slipped a hand into her own harem pants as Zee finally struck gold between my mermaids silky thighs.

"My pussy!" She squealed as she threw back her head. "She's licking it! Oh her tongue feels so different than yours Nicky. Yours is so demanding and rough, hers is all silky and gentle. It feels so nice. Please don't stop."

Zee pulled back with a wet smack and a devious grin. "Sorry princess, what was that?" She slapped Ariel gently on the pussy. "I'm older and wiser. You should refer to me a bit more respectfully." She glanced over at me wickedly. "Call me mommy."
I would have laughed if I wasn't having my dick sucked by Ruby, who moaned at the statement and started slobbering a little extra hard. My Archon was clearly hoping to train up her own redheaded slut with a parent kink, since Barbie was all mine. I expected Ariel to flinch a bit, but she just wriggled cutely and whined. "Please…mommy."

Zee dove back in, slurping her needy little pussy like a woman possessed, and Ariel started to squeal and buck. Zee's hands clamped down on tight little mermaid ass, holding the redhead up as her legs failed. I groaned in enjoyment at the sight. "Enough Ruby." I growled. "Get your cute little ass up here, I need to be in a proper hole."

Slurping as she popped off, Ruby scrambled up onto my lap, back facing me. I tore the pants right off, exposing her cute little bare ass and soaked pussy. I wanted to fuck that ass, but I wasn't ready to start yet. I shoved my cock against the lips of her pussy and shoved her down on my dick with a groan.

"Fuck." She squeaked, and I slapped her ass. She whined but then moaned. "I mean…woof, master." I grinned and picked up the pace, fucking up into her harder. "Oh shit that's good!" She yelped. "Harder, please master." Grabbing her the hair, I tossed her sideways, as a B ranker she didn't mind me going a bit rough.

I pulled her hips back so her head was sideways on the mattress and her ass was in there and and I started pounding into her from a high angle. I groaned at the velvety soaking sensation of B rank pussy as I watched Zee eat our little mer slut to completion, not stopping when she came even as the poor thing begged her for a break.

Zee lifted her up, spun her around and slammed her into the bed next to Ruby, mouth still latched onto her spasming cunt. Ariel whined and wailed, hand grasping around until she grabbed Ruby's. Her eyes wide, she turned to look at the slack jawed werewolf I was pounding. "They're ruining us!" She wailed. "They're ruining our pussies. It's too much. I can't stand it!"

I slapped Ruby on her candy ass again. "Shut her up, bitch." I snapped. "Keep that mouth busy."

The wolf goddess whined, thrashing around until she was taking my cock at an angle so she could latch onto Ariel's mouth, kissing her soundly to shut the mermaid up. They moaned against each other, making out hungrily, and I grinned as I finally got ready to break in my bitch properly.

Without letting her know what was coming, I shifted my hips, pulling out of her snug pussy and shoving my still soaking cock right up Ruby's asshole. Her eyes went wide, and I grabbed her hair, shoving her mouth against Ariel's so she could only scream down the redheads throat as I adjusted to her vice tight ass.

I slapped a cheek. "Fuck Ruby this thing is tight." I said cheerfully. "Am I the first man up here?" She whined, nodding dazedly against the mermaid she was kissing. I slid out, enjoying the grip, then shoved back in earning another grunt from my wolf girl. Then the real fucking started, I slowly picked up the pace, pounding Ruby's ass rough enough that anyone who wasn't an actual god couldn't have taken it.

Reaching down, I yanked back on Ruby's hair, letting her moans ring out through the room. "Zee, enough snacking. Sit on Ariels face. What kind of mommy only eats and doesn't get her cunt licked? You're giving her the wrong impression."

Zee pulled off the still mewling redhead. "Mmm. Ok, Nicky." She crawled up over the other girl, parking her big sexy ass on the redheads pretty delicate face. "Alright princess. Show mommy what you learned. Fuck, there it is. That's so good. Circle the clit, just like that. Suck it now, blow on it for mommy."

She went on at length, giving the mermaid specific instructions. I raised an eyebrow as I fucked away at Ruby's ass. "Damn, no wonder she's a mermaid. She can hold her breath huh?"

"Knows how to eat a clam too." She purred, grinding down on Ariel's face. "Fuck that's good, little slut is a natural. I've been training Ruby for weeks and she isn't this good." She leaned over, slapping Ruby across her dazed face. "Get up and pay attention bitch. You might fucking learn something."

I barked out a laugh. "Someone isn't playing their usual good girl victim routine. Aren't you the dashing hero being corrupted?"

Zee moaned, dragging her cunt over the redheads face. "Not tongight. Tonight I'm this princess's fucking mommy. Eat that hot little pussy whore. Lick it good." She tilted her head back. "This fucking MOUTH Nicky. Can I keep it please? I promise I'll feed her and take care of her so good."

I chuckled, pulling Ruby up to my own mouth and kissing the insensate werewolf. "Fine, but this littl;e bitch stays in my room." I reached down and rubbed her cunt. "Is that what you want puppy?"

She wriggled back against me. "I want it!" She wailed. "I want this fucking dick every night. I never want to end! You fill my fucking pussy so good master! Make your little bitch bark, fuck my needy puppy pussy!"

I laughed as grabbed her by the hair again. "Sounds like fun, but we can't have Zee making a biased decision. If you want to pick one you need to try them at the same time." Hauling up, I shoved Ruby's face between Zee's fat jiggly ass cheeks. "Eat her ass, bitch. Let her try your pretty mouth on both holes."

The former werewolf pounced, and Zee moaned in ecstasy. "FUUUCK yes, like my asshole bitch. Oh gods Nicky they're eating me from both sides. It feels so fucking good. I've never had it like this before."

I leaned in and kissed her roughly, using her last hole and enjoying her whimpers and screams into my mouth as we all ravaged her with our tongues. After a few more minutes I felt my balls tighten up and came up Ruby's tight little ass, pulling out with a nice healthy grope of cheek and letting them finish up Zee.

Without my mouth muffling the noises she ended up screaming herself hoarse, because even an A ranker can't take being double dished by a pair of B rank bitches. She collapsed onto the far bed. I laughed, leaning back against the pillow as I enjoyed the sight of Ruby crawling up to her taking one of Zee's huge tits in her mouth as her hand slid between my Archons thighs.

"Ariel." I said in a relaxed tone. "Get that cute little ass up here and ride your true love's cock like that pussy was made to do."

She giggled, scrambling over the other two entwined women as she mounted up and lowered her unusually tight pussy down my dick with a happy sigh. "This is so nice." She squealed. "So many new friends and taking care of my man. I can't wait to do this again."

I snickered. "Judging by the big ass grin on Zee's face and Ruby's pout I'm guessing you'll be doing it plenty. I hope you like licking pussy, because I have a feeling its your new hobby either way."

"I loved it." She said brightly. "Z-I mean mommy showed me another way to do it and between the two of you I think I'm really good at it." She gave a lewd groan. "But as much as I like to be licked my pussy never feels better than when you're stretching it my love. It was made to take your cock."

Laughing, I flipped her over, deciding to reward her kind words with a proper fucking. I put a leg up over my shoulder and settled in for some good old fashioned mermaid mashing, enjoying the slippery grip of her grasping pussy as I pounded her into the bed. Zee and Ruby sat next to us, hands roaming each others bodies as they watched me fuck the mermaid.

I pounded her into another few orgasms, and finally nutted a second time inside her, enjoying the welcoming sensation as she tried to pull me in deeper, her other leg hooking behind me to pull me against her as I came. Once I finished, I slumped down into the bed, head up on my hand as I looked over my girls.

"I'm not done." I informed them. "But you were good girls so I'll give you a break." I reached down to my pouch and checked my phone. "We have like six hours until sundown. How about we go another two and then take a nap?"

I could have gone all day, but they were likely to get tired, especially Ariel. The redhead was still cooing through her post orgasm brain melt, so I turned to Zee, shooting her a grin. "How about you get next." I raked my gaze over her body. "I want to give the other two a light show." She mirrored my smile, body turning a translucent purple as I pounced on her. Zee wasn't the one who needed a break anyway, she would be fine.

May 29th 2016 Agrabah, Neverland, 8:00 P.M EDT

I didn't bring the girls with me when I slipped out of the inn. Rumple was still out (though when I looked him over with my karmic eye he'd started to improve slightly) so I decided to go alone. I moved through the darkened city in perfect silence, gliding over the buildings and enjoying the cool night air.

Slipping my hand into my pocket, I pulled out a small carved black and gold statue. I'd carved it from a scale with my claws, but this one I'd had Zee help with. After some monkeying with the design, I'd managed to cook up a fun new toy.

Tossing it out, I focused on its connection to me, splitting my focus, and grinned as my vision doubled. In one eye I saw the sky and city in front of me, and in the other I saw the same thing, but at a much smaller scale (pun intended) I concentrated hard on the little simulacra, and to my glee, it spread its wings and with a couple flaps shot off into the dark out over the dunes.

The sun had just finished setting, but I'd slightly missed Aladdin and Jaffar. That was fine though, because it was a still night, and the footsteps leading out into the darkness were easily visible under the full moon.

I trailed behind the scaled simulacra, but being smaller made it much better at cutting the air, and it made better time. I wasn't worried about that, sine I didn't want to catch up first. The small dark shape was completely unnoticeable as it caught up with the street rat and the vizier, both on camel back. Swooping down, it climbed agilely into Aladdin's pocket, and I muted the connection as I caught up on the wing, dumping any possible attention into that same scale statue I'd left on the rooftop earlier in the day.

Sadly, I ended up having to circle quite a bit. Jafar was playing up his weird old man routine, shooting malevolent looks at Aladdin from behind. Below me, I spotted the multicolored form of Iago following the two of them, and I kept an eye on the parrot since he was the one who snatched the scarab originally.

I was salivating. The Cave of Wonders. Gold, jewels, magical items. I doubted anything in there was worth much, but the sheer VOLUME was enough to make my heart pound.

Money hadn't given me points since the tutorial, but gold definitely did. Every one of those gold coins was some ancient arabian dubloon or some shit, and even if it only ended up being H rank in value, millions of them would be a hell of a windfall. Of course, I'd have to figure out exactly how much I'd be getting since the real cave had probably lost quite a few bits of treasure when Aladdin made his trip.

Finally, we arrived at an unassuming dune in the middle of the desert. Aladdin, who had been scanning the sky for me, turned to Jafar. "Alright so…this is it? How do I get in?"

"Close enough." Grinned the disguised vizier, showing off a ton of his disgusting misaligned teeth and the one winking bit of gold in his mouth. "From here, we need only let the scarab be our guide." He withdrew the twin golden pieces from his dirty pillow case or whatever he was wearing and pressed them together.

Instantly, the metal of the scarab began to glow, and I grinned at it as I quickly appraised the thing. It WAS alive, which meant I could capture it, make it mine, and then merge the pieces together.

As the metal lit up, the wings spread, fluttering almost too fast to see, and the thing took off in a streak of blazing gold into the desert.

Gliding behind them, I followed the two camel riding men into the dunes, chasing behind the scarab until it stopped at a certain dune, circling behind it a bunch and then splitting into two, the glowing fragments diving into the dune, glowing like hot coals as the dune began to rise into the giant head of a tiger made of sand.

"WHO DISTURBS MY SLUMBER?" Boomed the sand monster. I raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. A quick appraisal showed me it was C-rank.

"Um…It is I." Stammered the street rat. "Aladdin. I'm here to get the lamp." He glanced at Jafar, checking to make sure and the disguised man nodded. "May I enter?"

The eyes narrowed, but the tiger nodded. "YOU MAY ENTER! TOUCH NOTHING BUT THE LAMP!"

Jafar crowed something annoying about getting him the lamp being the first priority, and then Aladdin nodded and walked into the mouth of the tiger. I switched my viewpoint with the scale simulacra in his pocket and peeked out, gleefully looking over…an orgasmic amount of treasure.
Just…gold for days. If this cave was a woman, I'd be balls deep in that bitch. I was literally hard from the sheer value, my dragon nature going haywire. Princesses were great, but gold…gold was fucking amazing. I reminded myself to fuck my next princess IN the gold. That seemed like the trifecta.

Of course, I wasn't the only one drooling. The monkey in the fez was going ape shit, and Aladdin had to tell him off twice to prevent him from taking shit. I was impressed with the purple and gold persian rug he'd stepped on as it floated up and followed them, but I knew the real one was almost definitely gone.

It wasn't just the piles, the fucking WALLS were gold, and while the cave itself might only be C rank, I was going insane thinking about the sheer volume of treasure in here to claim.

I wondered if it would be enough points to get me to S rank, not that I was ready. Somehow I doubted it. But I was betting there was a few billion points worth of treasure down here at least. I didn't interfere as he made his way through the gold to a darkened cavern. Water collected along the base, with small stones to walk across, leading up to a massive outcropping with a single white beam of light shining down on it.

The lamp. Annoyed at waiting, I switched back to my normal viewpoint and landed on the sand in front of the cave. Ignoring the tiger head, I dropped my obfuscation and glared at the "old beggar" on the camel.

"Hey'o bitch." I said bluntly. "What are you looking at?" The old man flinched, as did the camel, and he had to grab onto the reins to prevent being thrown clear.

He glared down at me. "Who do you think you are?" He demanded coldly. "To speak in that way to one such as I? Are you so deceived by your fool eyes that you look upon me an see naught but a humble beggar?"

"Nope." I said with a shrug. "I know who you are. Jafar, royal vizier of Agrabah, and creepy uncle figure to the princess. Seriously, what is she, fifteen? You basically helped raise her, putting a ring on it after you take over is a little weird." I remembered reading about her age somewhere when I was younger, since the Sultan was making a big deal about marrying her off before her 16th birthday.

He sneered, the magic receding from him as he became tall and sinister, dark robes and a tall dark hat covering his body. A golden snake slid from his sleeve, winding down his arm to straighten into a staff.

His grin was vicious and cruel as he chuckled at me. "I was so kind to her for such a long time. Putting up with the little brat was almost more than I could bear, but imagine my pleasant surprise when she began to fill out. She runs that mouth a bit too often, but I can think of some uses for it."

I shrugged. "It's a bad look is all I'm saying. I mean I get it's a historical thing and this is supposed to be the distant past or another world or whatever, but morality aside, the fact that you have to use a genie to enslave a kingdom to get some pussy is just sad. You're a fucking sorcerer man. What a joke."

"SILENCE!" He bellowed, thrusting out the staff at me. A bolt of sickening green magic rushed right at my face, hungrily seeking my mouth and eyes as it tried to bore into my skull to rot me away from the inside out.

Key word being TRIED. I grimaced, spitting on the sand. "That tasted terrible. Also what the fuck? Who shoots weird magic skunk acid at someone's face?"

The sorcerer, a C ranker with zero chance of hurting me no matter what he did, snarled, whirling his staff above his head. Above us, clouds filled the sky, crackling with green lightning as they drew together into a vortex, beginning to descend to touch the staff.

I vanished, or at least that was what it must have looked like to him, and grabbed the staff out of his hands. "Give me that." I said in annoyance as I touched down on the head of his horse.

"You…how dare you?" He wheezed, trying to stop himself from falling off the horse in fright. "I am JAFAR! You can't just-" I smashed his head.

Look, I wanted to do the traditional trash talk and fearmongering…but he was just SO high pitched and annoying. I used the staff to crush his skull like an overripe watermelon. The parrot on his shoulder squawked and tried to fly away.

Rolling my eyes, I reached out and snagged it by the tail feathers, dragging it back. "Now, do you have any objections to how that was handled?" I asked the terrified parrot? "And if you do a parrot voice when you answer me I'm going to use your spinal column as floss."

"No boss!" He said tremulously. "He uh…he had what was coming to him. How dare he try to…" he trailed off, scrambling for what my plan might be. "Steal the princess from you? And prevent you from ruling Agrabah?"

I chuckled, letting him go and hopping down from the camel. "Nice guess, but she's a bit young for me. I'm here for the cave. Which I should be able to get right about…now."

There was a rumbling and Aladdin came bolting out out of the tiger mouth, being pushed slightly by my simulacra. He landed on the sand in puff of dust, sinking in, and I blurred past him, snagging both of the halves of the scarab.

I spent a solid chunk of points (a million) merging the two halves together, and I did my best to steer the combination in a direction that would work for me. Once the D ranked artifact was done and I could feel its connection to me, I started the next step of my plan.

Reaching for the chord that now bound us, since it was barely sentient and had become mine by default when I merged it together, I PULLED, dragging the object across the distance between here and the real scarab in the real world. It appeared in a flash of light, having gained dimensional travel properties just as I intended.

Pointing at the dune, I sent it out to do what it did, and it dove into the sand, opening up the Cave of Wonders for REAL this time. The Cave's eyes opened again and it glared down at me. "WHO DARE-"

It stopped, eyes going wide as a ten thousand foot dragon bared its teeth right in its face. I'd used the scale simulacra to move Aladdin and taken my true shape, baring my teeth at the cowering kitty. "I'm sorry." I rumbled. "I missed that. Can you ask again?" Less than ten minutes later I was pocketing the scarab, now in an inert form, and closing my eyes to grin at my new point total. Five billion. I was halfway there.

May 29th 2016 Agrabah, Neverland, 9:00 P.M EDT

Aladdin was unconscious. When the simulacrum had moved him I'd had it tap him on the back of the head. Small or not, it was real dragon scale, and he was a puny human. He was therefore out like a light when I transformed into a dragon and made the Cave of Wonders my bitch. Not that it took too long.

By the time he woke up, I'd informed Iago that he'd better shut the fuck up if he didn't want a permanent address change to a rotisserie spit, and was patiently waiting for him beside the now actually open cave.

Where the old cave had just been part of Neverland's magic, THIS cave was using the D ranked scarab I'd merged capable of tunneling through worlds. I could open the cave from ANYWHERE, no one else could enter, and everything inside of it was mine.

The five billion points I had now were nothing to sneeze at either. Most of it was from the mountains of fucking gold, I was sure, but there had to be a few diamonds in the rough in that cave (get it?). I couldn't wait to go check it out, but I had to see the street rat off before that. Once he was on the path to Jasmine the clock would start, and I wanted to be in, out, and back to my girls by the time we could move on.

"It's you?" He questioned fuzzily. "What happened? Where's the old man?" I raised a brow and chucked my chin behind me at the headless corpse in its stupid red and black robes. He winced. "Ouch, that doesn't look pleasant."

I smirked. I'd expected him to freak out, but when I remembered that he grew up a thief in an arabian dictatorship where people tried to regularly decapitate him for stealing bread, his lack of shock made more sense. "I assure you, it was extremely pleasant. His head made a hilarious squishing sound."

Holding up the golden snake staff, I spun it between my fingers dextrously. This particular trinket was a powerful C ranked staff that I was pretty sure contributed to my five billion current point total. It was also terrified of me, and had been pretending to be a normal staff since I picked it up.

Offering him my other hand, I helped him up. "Anyway, the lamp is yours, take it back to Agrabah with you. There's a genie inside that'll help you get your princess. Just rub the lamp once you're alone and he'll pop out and grant any three wishes." I paused. "Well not ANY three wishes, there are a few exceptions, but barring those you'll have pretty much free reign."

He just blinked at me. "That's…that's it? I go into a cave, come out, get knocked unconscious, wake up next to you and a headless body and it's over? Isn't that a little too easy?"

I scoffed. "It's EASY because you happened to catch the interest and acquire the help of a fucking GOD. Welcome to easy mode, enjoy your time here. Somehow I think balancing the jealousy of a fifteen year old princess as you put together your future harem is going to be much rougher sailing." Not everyone could get lucky and snag Amy as their wife.

Rolling his eyes, he grimaced. "Is there anything I can do? I feel like I owe you so much. Maybe you can use one of my wishes?"

That one almost knocked me on my ass in shock. What kind of idiot offers someone a third of their…wait, in the story Aladdin uses the third wish to free genie. He was exactly that kind of moron. With a chuckle, I just shook my head. This wasn't real, and I was pretty sure the fake genie couldn't grant a real wish. I'd be shocked if the magic of Neverland was strong enough to snag the real one, if they ever even slept.

"I appreciate the thought, man." I said with a smile. "But you're paid up." I gestured to the covering Cave. "That's all I needed. Get going and go get your girl. You can take Jafar's camel. I don't need one to get back and the other one ran off when the Cave erupted."

Laughing gratefully, he actually threw his arms around me and gave me a hug. It was kind of weird, I'd never had a hug that didn't involve tits. I patted him awkwardly on the back and then he was off, sprinting through the sand toward the camel, money on his shoulder and magic carpet trailing behind him. I glanced at the parrot. "Go with him. Keep an eye out."

Iago was too scared to respond and just nodded, taking to wing and gliding off towards the fleeing camel. I walked over to the spot Aladdin had fallen and reached down to grab the simulacra. I'd had it crawl out of his pocket into the sand. He'd never even known it existed. Pocketing the thing I headed for my new cave, I was desperate to take a look inside.

I'd gotten more than one and a half billion points off this place. If every gold was H rank I'd be looking at fifteen million gold coins. Of course there were other things in there, golden sculptures, gems, pots, and I'd gotten Jafar's C ranked staff which would definitely account for some of the point value. But still, I trembled with glee as I walked down the steps into the Cave for the first time.

My feet echoed on the stone as I walked portentously down into what could probably be considered my first proper lair. It was a MAGIC CAVE filled with GOLD. I'd seen the imagery before, when Aladdin had come down here, but that hadn't been the REAL cave. I wasn't in Neverland anymore at all, I'd left the island and entered an interdimensional between space.

When I reached the bottom, I was blown away. Gold. The simulacra had ok senses, but the perspective was just too alien to really take in the majesty of the sight of the cave. Mountains of gold, peaks of treasure. I raised an eyebrow looking up at the ceiling. "You be a good kitty. I can and will kick your ass if you interrupt my enjoyment of my new horde"

There was a low rumble that I took to mean acceptance, mostly because that was an order. I owned the cave, which meant the thing was Branded since it was sentient. With the possible traps handled I did what anyone would do in my situation. I took a running leap into a mountain of gold like I was fucking Scrooge McDuck.

Some people may tell you that swimming in gold coins isn't feasible. That the physics doesn't work out and you'll just smash into the pile and hurt yourself. Those people are stupid and wrong. I shifted into hybrid form as I flew through the air, and when I hit the pile covered in scales, I slipped into it like an eel, swimming into the depths of my new gold like a fish swimming upstream.

I could FEEL the treasure around me as I swam, sparks of golden pleasure pinging off my scales. The gold was infused with so much malicious karma, death and greed and desperation, and I swallowed it down like a sinkhole as I moved through it, absorbing that power as I consumed every bad thing that had been done to get or keep this place.

When I came to the surface I roared with explosive joy, cackling as I flopped back to backstroke through my wealth.

I could feel some items more steeped in bad karma, but I didn't want to spoil my fun too early. I did absorb some of the cleansed gold into my pouch for walking around money. Everyone took gold coins. But tragically, I didn't have time to assume my full size and curl up for a nap on top of all this treasure (though I certainly fucking WOULD be doing that later). I had to head back and get the girls ready to go now that we'd unknotted the threads of the fable here and could safely move on.

Despite having to go, I was humming joyfully as I winged back to Agrabah. The scarab was hanging around my neck on a gold chain I'd cobbled together from a pair of coins I'd merged, and I could feel it buzz slightly against my chest.

When I reached the inn, I slipped in through the window…and had to dodge a funnel of dark red smoke.

"Trespassers!" Howled the small man with the grainy golden skin. "Abductors and thieves! You've stolen me! Kill you all!"

Zee was standing calmly in front of my brother in her archon form, Ruby and Ariel behind her as she held up a shield, an expression of boredom on her face. Another funnel of smoke blasted out, hitting the shield and ricocheting toward me. I ate it.

Everyone stopped, Rumple included. His eyes were glazed and feverish, but they widened all the same as he saw me demolish a spell of his without blinking. "In case you've forgotten." I said casually. "I devour bad karma, and your dark magic IS karmic magic. You are not a threat to me, brother mine. But if you've decided to be a threat to my girls, you WILL be dinner."
I stepped forward menacingly, letting the power of my draconic aura slam down on everyone in the room. My Brands protected the girls, Rumple wasn't so lucky. He was smashed to his knees, wheezing as he tried to rise.

Finally he slumped flat to the floor like he was pinned under a giant boot, and I walked over to him, appraising him quickly to ensure he wasn't now a complete maniac. He wasn't just in a fugue state. So I focused on the biggest knot of bad karma among his threads, the knot that made him the dark one…and I punched it.

I didn't sever the threads, that would have either killed or crippled him, I just smashed my fist into the tangle of dark lines. There was a shudder in his magic and the golden skin receded as he writhed painfuilly on the ground. "Thank…you." He gasped out.

"No big." I said with a shrug. "You good?" He nodded weakly and I smiled, cutting off my aura. "Fantastic. Now get up, we're ready to go. I took care of all the details here, so we can leave." I turned to Ruby. "Any idea if our targets are getting closer?" I was less amused by all this fable jumping than I had been, and after getting all this treasure I just wanted to get this done.

My wolf goddess shrugged. "I think so? It's hard to tell like I said. Different dimensions. But Ariel and I have been talking, and between the two of us I THINK I'm getting a better understanding of my powers. I know where we need to go next."

Nodding to her, I helped everyone pack up (not that we had much) and then followed my long legged werewolf out of the inn silently, the rest of my group behind us. She led us out into the desert, turning us in a totally different direction than Aladdin and Jafar had gone, and then strode out into the dunes.

We walked for about an hour, eventually coming to a small oasis in the desert I hadn't seen on my flyover. I glanced at Ruby, who nodded, and then we stepped between two trees and…we were gone. Or rather, we arrived somewhere new. Somewhere both familiar and really alien. A massive city, New York if I wasn't mistaken, but with one major addition. "Ok." I admitted. "Putting a castle on top of a skyscraper is fucking awesome." I wanted to meet the guy who came up with it.

May 29th 2016 New York City, Neverland, 9:00 P.M EDT

"Ok, so…what story takes place in New York?" I asked casually as we stepped out of a back alley. We'd slipped into something a bit less comfortable so as to be less noticeable, and Ariel seemed blown away.

Ruby had been to New York with me when we went to grab Neil, but this was the Princess's first time seeing anything like a modern city. "The buildings." She murmured. "They're so…big. It's beautiful." She was spinning in place, eyes wide and focused on the neighborhood and the people around us, it was honestly kind of cute.

Zee cleared her throat. "The story." She repeated my question. "I don't know. This is a different world, they might just have different stories here. But if I had to guess where we need to look first." She pointed at the most eye catching building, the one I'd noticed before. "I'd guess we need to go there."

Ruby perked up, sniffing deeply. "She's right." My wolf said as she stared at the huge building. "That's the place. I can smell Cora coming from there."

I groaned. "Great. So we need to both find the witch AND get through the story, and this one is a mystery." I paused. "To us. It's a mystery to us. Gods I hope it's not an actual mystery. The last thing I need is to be forced to play Sherlock Holmes on top of acting in a bunch of nonsense plays."

We set off for the tower, and as we got closer I couldn't help but marvel at the building. Whoever designed it had amazing taste. I wanted one myself, to the point I was considering merging the hall of nevers with something new just to alter it to be more like this place. I was curious who that might be, and luckily a quick appraisal told me everything I needed to know about the building.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. The Eyrie- D ranked skyscraper. Built by wealthy industrialist David Xanatos, the Eyrie is a brick by brick reconstruction of an ancient Scottish castle. Unbeknownst to Xanatos at the time of construction, the castle was the home of a clan of powerful Gargoyles, cursed to remain frozen in stone for a thousand years. With the elevation of the castle over the clouds the conditions to break the curse were met, and the Gargoyles broke free of their bonds, able to assume mortal flesh during the night, before returning to their stone forms under the light of the son.]

I blinked in surprise. Gargoyles? That was kind of cool. Zee was probably right too, that was fascinating enough that it probably involved whatever this story was about. A glance at my karmic vision showed the threads of nearly everything in this fable tied into that building too, though I couldn't really focus well enough to tell how.

When I told the story, Rumple's eyes widened. "Castle Wyvern?" He said in a hushed voice. I raised a brow at him, but he was staring up at the skyscraper. "It was before my time, but everyone in my portion of the Enchanted Forest heard the legends. In fact, last I heard, our mother was involved in the disappearance. It vanished into the mists of Avalon one day, never to be seen again. To think it landed in this…Scotland."

I groaned. "Ugh, I was just IN New York and this wasn't there, so this is obviously ANOTHER dimension, possibly somewhere in the same plane as the Enchanted Forest? I guess that makes sense, there were bound to be modernish fairy tales. Figures mom would be such a self aggrandizing bitch she'd snag a story where she played a part."

"Whatever." I said with a huff. "I don't want to deal with this shit. If Cora is at the building, she might know what story this is and what we're supposed to do, after I fuck her into submission and Brand her, she can point us at the way out. I hope we don't need to go through too many of these to find Tinkerbell."

Rumple shook his head. "We might not need to go through any. Mother used the identity of Mab to destroy Castle Wyvern. Her husband at the time, Oberon, was the one who did most of her operating in the outside world. After he found a way to access the mirror world she transformed him in her own image. He eventually realized how treacherous she was and forbade contact with her."

Of course he had. Mom was too power hungry to ever be trusted in charge of anything, based on the stories. Showed good sense he'd never let her out. "Ok, so what does that have to do with anything?"

"Oberon became the first fairy. King of the fairies actually." Rumple explained. "He created the fairy court, and all the fae were his children with his second wife, Titania. If this fable involves Castle Wyvern, it may involve the fae, in which case…"

I grinned. "Tinkerbell might be here too." I let out a sigh of relief. "That means this might be the last fable. If we get both of them and then get through this one, we'll be at the core of Neverland and we'll have all three anchor points. I can start consuming the magic and funneling my own back in. Once mom shows up I beat her ass, take the island, and then put my Brand on her so she has to obey and teach me what I need."

Now that we were so close I was practically bouncing with excitement, but Zee cut me off. "Sounds great, but we still need to get through this last fable. Which means we can't let impatience push us into going too fast. Who knows if Cora has some way to alert your mother, or where Tinkerbell is. We have to take this slow and steady."

Sighing, I nodded. "Alright, which means that we need information on the local layout, presumably from someone who would know, and who is definitely involved in the main storyline." My eyes flicked up to the castle and I grinned. "And don't you know, I have the perfect group in mind."

We hurried to the eyrie, and once we reached the building I had Rumple poof us up to the top. I was vaguely worried we'd be spotted if I flew us up, so teleportation seemed like the easiest way. Rumple was…quieter. Something had changed when I severed him from his destiny of having to kill Henry (or what he thought was his destiny anyway, who knew how reliable that seer was) and I couldn't put my finger on what.

His appraisal remained unchanged, so it wasn't anything fundamental, or at least not magically fundamental. More of an attitude shift.

Once we reached the top of the castle I held everyone back, checking to see if there was anyone around. Once we were sure that there wasn't, I went ahead and shifted to my hybrid form. I turned to Rumple. "You knew about this place, which means the Gargoyles will be something you've seen before. This look like the kind of Gargoyle these guys are?"

He nodded. "Aye, if they're the same breed. No scales, but the horns and wings will be close enough."

"Badass." I chuckled. "You guys wait here then, I'm gonna try to get a sit down with the flybois. I can remain undetected a bit better without an entourage. Keep an eye out for enemies, Cora, or anything else that might cause problems, ok?"

They all nodded, though Zee and Ruby looked annoyed to be left behind. I headed off along the battlements, tossing a scale figure into an alcove and redirecting any perception of my to the object. I wasn't taking any chances with fairies involved. This whole thing was…confusing. So much was wrapped up in this supposed fable.

Why were we here? What was the connection to mom. Had she grabbed these people out of spite? Trapping them in their dreams to punish them for something? Knowing mom was the OG fairy wasn't a shock, though the names were interesting. There was a Titania and Oberon back home. They'd sat on the throne after mom had been banished. Why help bring about another Oberon?

Then again, my mother was both crazy and petty. Maybe she wanted to steal him from Titania out of spite and he realized how nuts she was. All that shit was ancient history and unlikely to matter, what was more important was what was going on here and now. This story WOULD involve the fae. Somehow. I didn't know how much control she had over which ones she got, but this was too close to home to be a coincidence.

My only clue to what might be going on was that it would probably involve fairies. It gave me something to focus on when questioning the Gargoyles, assuming I could find them. I tried karmic vision, but a lot of people lived in this giant ass building, and picking the Gargoyles out from that group was next to impossible.

I was hopping from parapet to parapet, when I spotted a figure off in the distance. A small dark form landing on the wall. With a triumphant grin, I hopped up, beating my wings and winging across the castle to touch down behind the figure, disconnecting my obfuscation as I landed.

"Ah, one of the locals." I said cheerfully. The figure spun around, glaring up at me warily, and my grin almost widened before I caught it.

Smooth blue skin, swept back ears, high cheekbones, long dark hair, and a body to die for (minus the wings and tail). The female Gargoyle was a serious cutie, wearing a skimpy white tunic held with a golden clasp.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Angela- D ranked Gargoyle. Daughter of the leader of the Manhattan clan, Goliath, and his arch-enemy and once mate, Demona. Angela is a powerful and skilled combatant with potent latent magic from her time living in Avalon.]

"Who are you?" She hissed menacingly, claws coming up in a combat stance. "Why have you invaded our home."

I chuckled, raising my own hands, though in a far more innocent manner. "Peace. I'm a visitor to the city and don't know my way around. I'd seen winged forms around this castle at night and finally got up the courage to come and seek an audience. If I'd known there was such a beauty here keeping watch I might have come sooner."

Her cheeks flushed a darker blue. Even in hybrid form, I was pretty damned sexy, and clearly she was digging on the dragon god. Damn I was good. "You said you wanted an audience." She pouted. "Why not make yourself known more overtly. Why sneak into our home?"

I raised an eyebrow, gesturing around. "In case you missed it you don't exactly have a front door to knock on up here. Humans aren't the most trusting of people like us, and I could hardly ask the building owner to ring up the clan of secret Gargoyles living up here. I didn't have a lot of choices for approach." I swept into a low bow. "My apologies, fair lady, for any offense given."

She looked away. "None taken, I suppose. You want an audience, I assume you wish to speak to the clan leader? What manner of Gargyole are you?" Her eyes raked me. "Horns are hardly unheard of, but your skin seems to be strangely patterned."

"Scales." I said with a toothy smile. "Which makes sense since I happen to be a dragon. But I won't bore you with the details, I can show you my transformations later if you like."

She looked fascinated and nodded. "I've never met a dragon that can take Gargoyle form. How fascinating. But yes, later. For now, I shall take you to see my father. He's the leader of the Manhattan clan, and will be most able to answer your questions. I'm sure he'll be honored to welcome a brother of the wing." With that, she turned and gestured me to follow. As she did, I noted something important. Apparently, tails do NOT interfere with the size or bounciness of Gargoyle ass.

May 29th 2016 The Eyrie, New York City, Neverland, 10:00 P.M EDT

I spent most of the trip staring. The view here was amazing. This huge building towered over the city, castle battlements rising above the clouds, leaving all of New York in the shadow of its magnificence. Which was almost enough to distract me from the pleasant jiggle of monstergirl booty where I could see it straining the fabric below that tail.

Wings, check, fat ass, check, daughter of the clan leader technically making her a princess? Check plus. I almost groaned to myself, because I'd basically added her to my list already, and I didn't have to time to be picking up random new girls, considering I might have as many as two targets in this damned fable. I felt like a fat kid in a candy store who was only allowed to pick a few things. I wanted ALL the candy damn it, especially those blueberry whoppers bouncing ahead of me.

Grumbling at the mature and intelligent part of me that told me to get the witch and the fairy first and dick down the blue bombshell later, I pried my eyes up off that ass and forced myself to focus on the aforementioned amazing architecture. I had to admit it was a spectacular view. Plus easier to focus because you can't fuck a city…probably.

My princess fetish was getting tiring to deal with. Weirdly thinking about all my new gold helped a lot. It was like food and drink. When you got hungry, you could chug a bunch of water to fill up. It didn't sate the craving completely, but it helped. I had my hand in my pouch running it over the gold there, but I started feeling like a creepy subway pervert fondling myself in public. Even I had SOME shame.

Still, by the time we reached the other side of the castle I was feeling much better, and was ready for a diplomatic meeting with the Gargoyle king. Or whatever he called himself.

We came to a large stone alcove I hadn't been able to see from further away, and as we ducked inside I found myself distracted by a NEW kind of view. The inside of the chamber was an odd mix of ancient and modern, and I could see a heavyset bald gargoyle with blue skin next to a much smaller bald bronze one watching an old school TV from a ratty looking blue couch.

Angela ignored them, stalking past and then up a small set of stone steps. I followed her up, and when we reached the second I blinked in surprise. Not at the big blue Gargoyle sitting in a giant ass chair reading a book and wearing glasses, though he was an interesting sight. No, my shock was reserved for what had to be the coolest thing I'd ever seen.

"You have a DRAGON DOG?" I all but squealed in delight. I dropped to my knees, grinning at the huge blue beast. "Whose a good boy? Whose a good boy? You are! Yes you are!"

I liked dogs, as evidenced by my own good boy who spent most of his time being hogged by my women. This big guy was amazing. Like a dog with draconic head fins, but bigger, and with dense blue hide.
Of course, I knew Bronx was a Gargoyle dog based on my appraisal and the context, but it was never a good idea to tip my hand about how much information I had before going finishing, The less savvy I seemed the more likely they would slip up and admit to something I could use without meaning to.

The massive Gargoyle (seriously, he was like eight feet tall, no wonder they called him Goliath) chuckled in a deep, resonant voice. "No dragon, though he does have the heart of a lion. Bronx is a courageous member of our clan, and a true friend. I suppose that does qualify one to be a 'good boy'."

The clan leader stood, and I had to hold back an impressed whistle at his presence. The size wasn't too crazy, I could be a hundred feet tall in a blink, but the sheer charisma Goliath exuded was impressive. He reminded me of my dad if he'd been a little warmer, or Lex Luthor if he hadn't been rabidly drooling over Superman every time I'd seen him.

I held out a hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Nicholas. You can call me Nick or Nicky. Nice place you've got here."

His smile was wide and surprisingly lacking in intimidation as he took my hand and shook. Goliath was a D ranked Gargoyle, so of course he couldn't hurt me, not that he tried. He just gave a firm shake and let go. "Be welcome here Nicholas, we are always pleased to shelter one of our brothers and sisters on the wing. I assume that to be why Angela brought you to see me?"

The crazy part was that he actually believed that. My appraisal had made it clear that Goliath was a true supporter of other Gargoyles. He really did just let a complete stranger into his house because they had wings.

Despite my general demeanor, I tried to be cool with people who were cool to me. I wasn't going to let them stop me from getting what I wanted, but if I could do a good turn for somebody who seemed like a cool person I would. Goliath seemed like a weirdly chill dude, and I decided to try to shoot straight with him, or at least as straight as I reasonably could.

"Actually, I'm here to offer my help." I picked my words carefully, I wanted to tell him the deal, but I didn't feel like explaining the fable bullshit. "I'm friends with a seer of sorts. She's recently received a vision that something unpleasant is going to happen here. Something involving the fae. As something of an expert on the fair folk, I'm here to lend aid, if you need it."

Angela looked surprised, but Goliath simply smiled. "New allies are always welcome." His smile slipped, face hardening. "Can you tell me more of this threat? Your aid is appreciated, but it would help to know more of what we face. The fae come in many guises."

I gestured at a nearby chair. "I'll tell you what I can, but I'll need you to fill in some blanks. I don't know if you're familiar with prophecy but it tends to be…inexact. Can you think of anything going on that might spark interest from the fae?" I was hoping they knew something about other supernaturals in the city, that had been why I'd come here. Granted, this was going better than I'd hoped, I thought I might need to punch some motherfuckers out, but I was getting the five star welcome. Coming in hybrid form had been a smart call.

The older Gargoyle nodded for me to sit, then took his own chair again, gesturing for his daughter to go grab something to park her bountiful blue buns on.

I very carefully didn't watch her go, and Goliath waited for her to return before he spoke. "We've had many dealings with the fae." He said musingly. "The trickster, Puck, resides within this very building. He guards the newborn son of the Castle's owner, David Xanatos, and his wife Fox." He paused. "Fox is half fae herself, in fact. Her mother is Titania, queen of the fae."

I tensed. "There's a baby in this castle with one quarter royal fae blood?" Because that was literally all I needed to know.

The fae have a THING about babies. Take them, eat them, trade them, fairies love babies for a bunch of reasons. Changeling children are left in place of mortal babies as the fae are snatched up and whisked off to fairyland until the fae gets bored. Part fae babies are even more attractive to them, and I knew my mother, as a particularly unpleasant woman, would consider a child of her replacement's daughter the perfect target.

But she hadn't interfered in the fables up til now. She'd have picked a story where something ELSE came for the kid. What, I had no idea, but with some basic leads on who this fable centered around we had a place to start.

"Would you be able to introduce me to this… Xanatos?" I asked slowly. "I suspect that baby may be the subject of the prophecy."

Angela gasped. "Not Alexander." She said in horror. "He's such a sweet boy. Ms. Fox brings him up to visit Lexington sometimes. Who would target such a young child for harm. I don't understand what they would have to gain."

"Many things." Said a wizened voice. From the shadows behind us stepped a large, heavyset gargoyle with a fringe of white hair and a scarred face. "The blood of the fae is powerful, even diluted by the blood of men. You can do much with a sacrifice of royal fae blood, should you prove able to acquire it."

I grimaced. This particular fable was a bit darker than I preferred. I had the sneaking suspicion my fights this time wouldn't be as easy as the last few. This city felt…thick with magic. The closer we got to the center of the island the stronger the spells seemed to become. My mother hadn't created this little web just for fun.

The more souls she brought into these stories, the more she brought to Neverland, the more magic she could accrue. I had started noticing an increase in power a while ago. I doubted Pan had noticed it yet, either. But she was going to keep growing stronger until she eventually broke free of this place.

Rumple had given me the missing piece of the puzzle a while ago in regards to Pan's behavior. Releasing her would have been absurd in any other place, but in Neverland Pan's power was near absolute, and no one could leave without his permission. Honestly, her changes to the island probably made him stronger to start with, and most likely seemed beneficial to him, but my mom was a sneaky bitch.

If we didn't get through this and find her we'd be fucked. Just like if I broke the magic, if she snapped the island we'd all fall into the void. We had a way out in Ariel, so I wasn't TOO worried, but it still wasn't a risk I was eager to take.

To move on though, I needed to speak to Fox. That kid was definitely at the center of this story, and whatever was coming would be aimed at him. Even if she didn't have answers I needed to be there to keep him safe. I was also betting that as the linchpin Cora and Tinkerbell would be nearby. Two birds with one stone.

"Can you introduce me to this…Fox." I said solemnly. "If her child is the one the prophecy spoke of she'll need my help." I had also been composing a prophecy in my head to suit the occasion. Anyone who wasn't super predisposed to like winged people would probably be suspicious of my motives and origins. Goliath's good word might help if he'd give it, but better safe than sorry.

The big Gargoyle nodded slowly. "I do not know the accuracy of this prophecy, but I too have had dealings with divination. I will request an audience with David and Fox. It may take some time to arrange a sit down.

"Thank you." I said in relief. "I also have some human friends nearby. I'd like to meet up with them. If you don't want them to know about this place I can always come back later."

That actually did seem to trouble him. "I shall think on this. For tonight, you shall stay with us. Are you nocturnal or diurnal? We have a perch you might use for your transformation if you like? If not Angela can escort you to one of our other lairs so you might rest. We don't have much extra room here."

I thanked him and told him I was diurnal. He seemed fascinated by my species and I promised to explain more about it the next night. I told him I'd be back at sunset and he had Angela escort me to a clocktower they used as a secondary base, where I might contact my friends (they were wary of humans) that was a good thing too. I had a feeling I was going to need all the help I could get.

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