Turns out this Amish-arse planet had bars, who knew?
Though maybe that's why everyone is so angry all the time, the booze was complete shite. Honestly it tasted like turpentine mixed with nail polish, even Rick would complain, that's how bad it is.
"You should've left when you had the chance, pretty-"
I bottled the bartender who at the drop of the sun went from happy to lend an ear, to straight up murder rapey.
Purge Planet.
I parked my bike about 5 kicks away, stowing away all of my weapons and tech on her, and I walked into this town about four hours ago, that's when I had three hours and fifty-five minutes to get to safety before shit went down and the cat folk of this planet went on their annual purge.
Since getting to this dimension, I bounced from earth, much to the clingy Beth's dismay, hells she was blowing up my 'cell' more than Morty, but even still I needed space.
So, I did what I do best, kill and fuck my way throughout the galaxy,
Ran into a faces from the past, some I happy to see, some not so much. Lady Hellbender was always a pleasure. A towering blue skinned woman and unlike Looma she didn't want a husband but a toy to use up for her pleasure. I should probably seek professional help in why I was so comfortable at being used like that, but if Lady Hellbender wanted to be my dommy-mommy I wasn't going to complain.
Even still the rampage of sex and murder was starting to get to me.
I was also gods forbid missing the family and the messages I getting from Beth and Morty weren't helping this odd new feeling. I've missed out on a few things. Morty becoming a dad because he fucked a sex-doll of alien origin, the family seeing alternative versions of themselves, one of which apparently shook-up Beth that she wanted to speak to me about it, what the fuck could she have seen? Was it canon related?
Speaking of the devil… wait doesn't the devil get into a rivalry with Rick at some point, that was weird but then again we met gods, killed gods… fucked gods…
"…RYDER!" Beth's voice screamed down the phone as I had picked it up without realising.
"I'm here Beth." A group walked into the bar, I may be double the size, both height and girth and yet the group seemed to be banking on their numbers and weapons tipping the scales in their favour.
"Finally." She said with gritted teeth, "I've been trying to get a hold of you for a while."
"I know," Dodging and weaving around the folk as they tried to kill me was beyond piss easy, I was raised in numerous battle fields, these were soft Amish-farmer-like folk, not to say they weren't a threat to most given the circumstances, but I was a cut above the rest, "and I'm sorry, I just needed space," I huffed and puffed as I disarmed a farmer with a pitchfork and I then quickly skewered him with it, and rushing forward I impaled another farmer.
Screams followed.
"Ryder!? Are you okay? What was that?"
"Oh… I'm being attacked in a bar fight, no biggie."
"No biggie?" She seethed, "How can you be so blase about a bar fight?" I dropped the last of group as I caved in the head against the bar.
"I'm literally talking to you on the phone as I'm fighting," I rolled my eyes despite no one was left to see it, "Plus I can't stress this enough, I know what I'm doing." In life, very much a lie, in a fight, ehhh, I know how to fight but I was the type of only stop swinging when everyone was down for the count.
Beth groaned, "I suppose you do, but even still the first I hear from you in weeks and you're in a bar fight…"
"I suppose that's something most normal people wouldn't want to hear."
"Normal, right." I didn't say anything, "Is that why I'm pissed at you, because I'm not there with you as opposed to because you just left without a word?"
"We're quite similar you and me, Beth." I shrugged in indifference, was this nature vs nurture playing up? Or were me and Beth just like each other, pale imitations of Rick?
"Yeah…" She let out a sigh that I couldn't quite pinpoint, "Listen-" A loud piercing scream could be heard, "Okay where the fuck are you?"
"A bar. On an alien planet. That's going through a purge."
"Like the movies?" Neither of us acknowledge the envious tone her voice took.
"I'll be home soon."
"Ryder-" Cutting the phone, I slipped it back into my pocket and grabbed a bottle of the slog these folk were trying to pass as decent booze, and a rag.
"Please you don't have to do this." A young voice pleaded as the girl backed herself in a corner all the while a lumbering man was ready to rip her apart.
The temptation to walk away, I heard a sound, it was whiny, preachy and holy than thou, it was of course Morty's voice. Letting out a sigh I stepped and chucked the now unlit Molotov to the girl who caught it with a bewildered expression and a tear struck face.
The man was just as confused, if not more, as he back was faced away from me, so nothing was clarified for him, especially when I snapped his head with little effort, dropping the body like a sack of potatoes.
"Wh-h-ho are you?"
Giving her a blank look, I went into a faux stance of ease, "Does that damsel in distress ploy ever work?"
I couldn't read her body language back when the lumbering bloke was blocking my view of her, but when I saved her, she hardly reacted to the death of her would be murderer, that and she stumbled on her words perfectly, the knife strapped to her left hip that could be made out if you glanced at her frock, and plus she was the chick who tricks Rick and Morty.
She looked like she was tempted to continue her charade but she dropped it, when I TK'd the knife to me, tearing a hole in her frock.
Not even her reaction to that was the usual fearful. She almost seemed giddy.
"Well, I've survived this long." She huffed as she pinched at the hole in her clothing.
"You've got a pretty face, I'd assume it was related to that and harden knees."
"Fuck you." She said flatly and with no real heat.
She ignored the gladly that left my mouth.
War was hell and everything and everyone fucked like rabbits when death was on the table. I'm surprised this place didn't have a lot of kids running amok, "My grandmother taught me to keep my head down and wits about me."
"You're doing a stellar job of that." I said blandly as a group armed with bloodied weapons were approaching us. Grabbing the unlit Molotov from her, I flicked my lighter and lit the end, letting it burn for a moment, I let the group close in closer to us and each other.
And then with practised ease I threw it at them, and watched with indifference as two of them burned, Kicking myself into gear I rushed forward with the lasses knife primed, I stabbed one of the remaining goons in the eye, burying the iron into her orbital socket.
With a twist here and stamping of brittle bones there, I made quick work of this group also. Though I'm taken aback for a moment when I glanced back to see the girl still there, "I figured you would've booked it the moment I burnt those two a crisp."
"Arthricia," She motioned to herself.
"I didn't ask your name. Whatever." Navigating around the bodies I checked my watch to double check if I was heading south-east, its where the cave was where I left my stuff.
"Please, I need your help."
"Do I look like the type of person who helps?"
"No. no you don't." She scowled, "You look like the type of person who bitches and moans about the world being unfair all the while, you have the power to make a difference. You look like someone who could end a fight instantly," She waved at the now bloodied knife I TK'd from her, "but don't because you thrive off it. And yet despite all that… you did help me."
"The names Ryder."
"Oh?"
I didn't elaborate, not trusting myself.
"What do you need help with?" Arthricia smirked.
Arthricia stood on the hill watching the manor burn, the screams that emanated from it, were silenced not too long ago.
Out I strode, looking like a vengeful god, covered in blood from head to toe.
Giving her a stare that lingered closer to blank, "It's done, but you'll find it won't have changed anything."
"Those bastards set this purge up, it will end with them."
I shook my head, not believing the lives that were snuffed out would make any difference, but the fight in me was dwindling, so I cared not to argue with the girl.
"Whatever. Good luck with surviving what comes next."
She sucked in a breath and crossed her arms underneath her chest, "You're covered in blood."
"I noticed." My voice was flat, as I ran a hand through my hair to push a blood soaked strand away from my eyes.
"Follow me," She ordered, "the least I can do is take you home and let you clean yourself up."
The walk back didn't the take the pair of us long, maybe it was because I was covered in the blood of countless people, maybe it was the ease of Arthricia as she walked beside me, but the few people who were out purging knew to stay clear of the pair of us we ventured deeper into the woods.
"Nice place." I said with ease as looked at the body of water next to the shack, he then rolled his eyes, "I'm being serious, its scenic."
Arthricia eased up on the glare she was given me, "Sorry… and thanks. It makes it easy to stay clean." She said as she motioned to the body of water, and a small embankment of rocks that sort of worked as a natural tub in the lake.
Humming I shucked off the blood drenched clothes.
"You're certainly not shy…" I turned with an arched eyebrow, Arthricia suddenly squirmed in place as her eyes went south, her breath hitched, "…no reason to be." She mumbled before grabbing my clothes pressing them to her chest, "I'll get these cleaned." She squeaked as she rushed off.
Shrugging my shoulders I hopped into the natural tub, the chilled water sending a pleasing shock up my spine for a moment and then I proceeded to scrub the dried blood for the next five minutes.
Pressing my back to the edge of the lake bed I raised my arms up and rested them on the bank with my eyes closed.
The silence was serene. The soft wind whistling through the trees and grass.
It was almost disappointing that it ended.
Almost.
The sound of water ripping brought me back to the now, a soft weight landed on my bare thighs, as a furred nether graze my cock. A pair of slender arms wrapped themselves around my neck.
Letting out a sigh, I opened my eyes and drank in the sight of a naked Arthricia.
"I was going to help you get cleaned," She said in a low husky voice, "But you beat me to it."
"…"
"Is this your first time?"
Her eyes hardened for a moment, "For the main course, ye-" Cupping her firm rear with one hand, I hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around my midsection, allowing me to place her on the edge of the bank.
"Look I'm sure I want-" A throaty moan escaping her mouth as my hard length slid into her slick twat, pausing for a moment as I felt a small amount of resistances while I was about half of my length in her, I let out her get her breathing calm and ready.
Arthricia tried to hide the goofy pleasurable smile on her face with an determined look, with a huff she opened her mouth but she then closed it when she felt my body tense and ready to move to interrupt her with an action.
She then suddenly yanked herself forward, impaling herself on the entirety of my cock. She jutted her head back as a spittle escape her, a certain wetness bathing my length, after the cat girl slammed herself onto me.
Once again giving her a moment to get her bearings on straight, I took a glance at her house and spotted a single light coming from a bedroom window.
"Not as painful as I was told." Arthricia mumbled.
Shrugging my shoulders only proved how tightly Arthricia was clinging onto me as even that caused her to bonce ever so slightly on my member causing her to bite her lip in pleasure, "I would assume males of your race are barbed," The 'I'm clearly not' went unsaid, as did 'that's complete shit' from her.
Pushing her back till she was laying on the grass at the edge of the bank, she let one leg stay in the water as she unwrapped her slender legs from my waist, while I grabbed the other and stretched it out across my upper torso.
Her wet kitty was stuffed with my cock and if the girl had it any other way it'd be like that for a good while, well who was I to refuse her.
I loss track of time as I continued to pound away the cat alien's pussy, on occasion sucking on her perky tits. Though a 'daddy' escaped her mouth as I grazed her neck with my teeth.
Though it seemed like Arthricia's age or lack of experience was starting to show, her body shook with orgasmic relief and her eyes then drooped closed. Pulling out my still hard cock, a stream of cum leaked out of her slit.
Lifting her up, I carried her bridal style towards her house, I felt the urge to lecture Arthricia at her for leaving her house door unlocked but I suppose given the circumstances tonight I couldn't fault her.
Taking her upstairs I wondered if the light I saw earlier was just the girl in my arms forgetting to blow out a candle.
Opening the door the room with the lit candle, my eyes zeroed onto an older lady, she looked like Arthricia but with wrinkles, there were greys in her red hair, and unlike Arthricia her chest was stacked.
"My granddaughter gave me your clothes to clean, but they're drying still dearie." I grunted as I placed Arthricia on the bed.
"I suppose I was supposed to be occupied,"
Arthricia's grandmother gave me a sly smile, "She's young, don't hold it against her, a firm buck like you is a great breaker for her, gives her the experience." She then let out a wistful laugh, "To be young and attractive again."
"I don't know about young," I walked over to the rocking chair she was seated on, my still hard cock eye level to her, "but the fuckers on this planet are blind if they think those fun bags your rocking aren't a class a distraction."
"Dearie," She licked her lips as she stared the cock in front of her face, "I'm old enough to be your mother,"
"And your granddaughter calls me daddy." A little push was needed so it seemed, "Now suck my cock."
"Arthricia…"
"The taste of her pussy is on my cock," Her face somehow flushed beneath the fur, "a taste you're going to be familiar with, and after I fed you the flavour of both of our climaxes," Her hands travelled south as they made themselves down to her leaking slit, "I going to fuck you raw on that bed next to her." Her breathing was heavy as she fondled her large breast, "And if she wakes up, daddy will fill up both of his slutty kitties."
"Gods that is so wrong," The look of absolute deviancy on her face palpable.
"It's the purg-" I didn't get to finish before she swallowed the sum of my cock
It certainly didn't take long for Arthricia to be wake up from her post orgasm nap, though she wasn't expecting the sight of her grandmother naked with the fur around her mouth matted, as I was fucking her similarly to how Arthricia got fucked by the same man on the lake bank.
"Ryd…" She trailed as I gave her a smouldering look, "Daddy?" She corrected.
"Looks like you're up, babe." I then leered at her, not once stopping as I continued to fuck her grandmother, all the while the older woman mewed like a cat in heat, "Hop onto this slut's mouth, I want to prove to her who taste better, me or you."
"What?"
This was may not have been the last purge Arthricia would experience, but it was one she'd never forget.
A/N - Published 2024/06/21
Yo thanks for the support shown to this story.
Not going to lie, this chapter got away from at the end.
Cannot state Ryder doesn't make good chioces, and this fic is pretty the closest I'd wrote to a harem trope main character. (Not harem but a revolving door of flings and exs) - (Toying of adding Beth or Space Beth down the line in the mix due to how fucked they both are, but no Summer under no circumstance.)
Thoughts... Gouda?
