Leon goes to the milking farms (Patreon)

Leon’s dreams were rudely interrupted by a knocking at his door. His eyes drearily opened, his soft paw rubbing his face of sleep and saliva. Why would someone be at my door this early in the morning?

He moved his head to his bedside table, where an alarm clock ticked by. The clock, which he bought from the metropolis not far from the mountain where the Outlands castle sat, is a ceramic Chaos statue of him holding a clock between its thighs. The salamander god’s expression gave off a smug, horny one, which was not uncommon for him, especially if you imagine that right behind the clock was the god’s cock. Fortunately, nothing was left to the imagination, since the minute hand of the clock was shaped to be the fat shaft of the salamander, slowly rotating around the face of the clock. It made Leon laugh when he saw it, so he bought it for his dorm room.

The dorm rooms themselves were set up to be for anchors, made of huge towers that loomed over the sprawling alien forest of the Outlands. How ones are built as more and more anchors are brought onto the team is beyond Leon, but he does notice more appear every so often, with more and more rooms dedicated to people.

As he wiped his eyes, he figured out that it wasn’t too early, 10:30 am. He supposed that having rough sex with Life must have drained his energy, so he crashed once he found his way to his own bedroom,

“Mmrh…” he murred as he sat up in his bed. Thinking about that time with Life got his member hard again, tenting his bedsheets. It was incredibly easy to get erect in this world, and it was just as incredibly easy to have sex with anyone, and Leon loved it.

Shifting his bed sheets off of him, he gave a big stretch, before shambling to the door. His mouth curled into a smirk. If there was a cute delivery boy waiting for him at the other side of his front door, they would get a face full of erect typhlosion cock, after which he could pull the boy in and rail him until he was stuffed full of warm typh cum.

His cock was already dribbling as he threw open his door. Instead of a twinkish Mareep he would have loved to hold against a wall and stuff for hours, all he found was a letter stuck in the mailbox on his door. With a slight growl of disappointment, he unfolded the letter in his paws,

Hello Leon!

Thank you for your services and successful completion of training of becoming an Anchor. As of now, you have been an anchor for seven days, and thus have become eligible to practice your anchor-given abilities in the Lust Automated Milking Base, also known as LAMB! Here, you are allowed to learn and try out lust harvesting on individual clients that have been captured by universe-corrupting anchors, it’s a perfect way to practice before becoming certified in universe-corrupting!

Thank you, and happy corrupting!

Ruin

Although Leon didn’t feel like he needed to be “certified” to do anything, he had a rough feeling that if he went into a universe and corrupted it willy-nilly, he’d lose his privileges in sleeping in a comfy bed (or privileges in fucking the gods of the multiverse), so he thought he may as well just go along with it. Besides, it’s been a while since he’s corrupted anyone besides his own Palkia father, so he may as well brush up on it.

Located north of the mountain with the castle atop it, a large tower not unlike the dorm towers pierced into the sky. Around it were sprawling fields of what looked like greenhouses, but the scent of which didn’t seem like food of any sort. Instead, he could smell organic life, held in rows upon rows of stasis pods. Leon almost felt intimidated at how vast the farm was. Were all of them being harvested for lust?

“Don’t worry about it too much~” Leon suddenly heard behind him, causing him to whip around. Behind him was a familiar face, a tall black slender lizard, who wore a black and white skirt. Her eyes were strikingly similar to Chaos’ white ovals, though her smile was less monstrous and softer.

“There are far too many lives displaced because of our efforts to corrupt every universe in the multiverse, so we keep them here in a dream state. We like to keep our corrupting ways as humane as possible~”

“You’re Ruin, right?” Leon furrowed his brow, “y’know, are you related to Chaos in any way? Cuz like…the eyes and stuff,”

Ruin gives a smile, “I am related to Chaos, yes~ I'm his and Life’s daughter,” Ruin responded, “though, I would appreciate it if you kept that information from Chaos. Life has strictly forbade Chaos from knowing she took his virginity~”

“Life took Chaos’ virginity?”

“It’s a long story, one I’ll tell you about later. Right now, I presume you got my letter?”

Leon nearly forgot why he was there, “oh, yeah. So…how does this place work?”

Ruin swished her long, lizard-like tail as she turned towards the entrance of the building, motioning Leon to follow her,

“C’mon, I'll show you~”

Ruin led Leon into the tall building connected to the farms, where tons of different creatures of varying sizes were milling about. Leon could smell the corruption in all of them. All of them are anchors, working for Chaos to harvest lust out of people. The pure lust clouding the air got Leon’s cock to twitch in his sheath,

“Right this way, big boy,” Ruin brought him into an elevator, which lifted them up into the tall building. Once it stopped, the elevator opened up to a warm, well-lit hallway,

“In this building, all anchors get their own private workspace for lust harvesting. It’s fully customizable, very easily cleaned, and you have access to the Outlands' full roster of sexy monsters and creatures out there in the multiverse,” Ruin explains while she walks, coming to a door, “here we are~”

She opens the door and steps inside, letting Leon follow her in. inside is a room covered in black wires and lights, with a spacious walkway that leads to the end of the room, which opens up into a circular area. The middle of the area has a soft red cylinder, which seems to bulge and warp. Ruin walks up to a large screen, which lights up,

“This is the terminal. You can access all monsters and creatures through here, change what you desire, and then go to town on them~ they all come bound and asleep, but it’s up to you what you want to do with them~”

Leon approaches the terminal. There’s a search bar and a countless list of monsters to choose from. Ruin chuckles to himself,

“I’ll leave you to it~ have fun!” Ruin giggles, swishing around and exiting the room. Without too much trouble, Leon found his way around the terminal, looking up many different kinds of un-corrupted humans he could play with. It took him a while to figure out which kind of human he wanted to start with, so he just went with a random guy without any particularly special things about him. Something that did stand out to Leon was that he was a lifeguard in his home universe, which gave him some ideas…

Once he selected the human, the cylinder slid away, revealing a pod that rose from the ground. The red casing slid down, which revealed the nicely built human with their arms and legs bound by soft bindings to the side of the pod. They were fast asleep and completely naked, fit with a normal, boring human cock. Leon didn’t mind human cocks, some of them, when erect, were pretty hot, but this one wasn’t anything special. He needed it to change~

Leon rubbed his paws up the human’s thighs, teasingly starting to rub the human’s flaccid cock. Immediately, it twitched, beginning to stir and rise up,

“Mmn…” the human gently moaned in his sleep. Immediately, Leon got to work fixing up the human's mind. Once he would wake up, he would do anything and say anything that Leon wanted him to, without question or hesitation. Leon was this human’s master, and there was nothing the human wouldn’t do for him.

“Wake up, cutie~” Leon purred, “your master is here~”

The human’s eyes slowly opened, sleepy and delirious. The last thing he remembered seeing was the sky turning a corrupt purple and getting very, very horny, and now there was a soft-furred creature playing with his cock while he was bound to an alien-like table. He would have screamed and struggled, panicked while desperately scrambling out of the bindings, but the voice of Leon soothed him, and his heart beat fast not because he was scared, but because of how excited he was,

“You were a pretty good swimmer I hear~” Leon smiled, “how about we see how good of a swimmer you are then. Hmm~?”

Leon gripped the human’s quickly erecting cock, stroking it as his own tapered shaft hardened, “m-master…~ mmhh~” the human moaned as warm corrupt energy began to course its way through the body of the human. His skin started to become smooth and thick, his cock growing longer and longer, his feet growing padded and thick as his hair fell off his body, leaving him completely smooth. Soon enough, his cock became fully tapered as the human grew in size, his mouth slowly turning into a long snout that became lined with soft, filed-down teeth. It wasn’t accurate to the whales Leon knew about, but he wanted to make sure the orca he was making would be able to suck cock easily, and teeth would only get in the way.

As soon as his thick tail fin sprouted out behind him, the orca’s rear became easy to access. Leon mounted on top of him, making sure he could still have access to the whale’s thick member in his paws, before stuffing his own cock deep inside the transforming human. The surprisingly soft insides of the orca felt incredible to thrust into, and the typhlosion quickly got into the rhythm. The orca writhed in his bindings, his cock shooting heavy amounts of precum onto his own smooth chest. Leon almost considered giving the orca breasts and turning them into a hermaphrodite, but decided against it, loving the idea of a squirming gay boy whale,

“Mmrhh~” Leon purred, pushing his thick, sensitive member deep inside the moaning orca whale, “that’s a good boy~ sing for me~”

The orca did exactly that, crying out in a whale song as the creature was enraptured by a thick, powerful orgasm.

“Gyaaah~!!” the orca wailed as cum erupted out of the thick member. The lust energy that billowed from the whale felt incredible to Leon as it kept coming and cumming. Without much more, Leon also came, pushing warm typhlosion cum deep inside the black and white cetacean. There was no trace of humanity left in the human, which was exactly what was needed,

“Mmm~ there we go,” Leon smirked, “you’re the first creature I've corrupted in this Outlands place~ I hope you’re honoured!”

The whale couldn’t respond that well, as the corruption was quickly setting into the creature. Its cock continued to spew without end, flooding the ground with an endless stream of cum. Leon smirked,

“Or you can just keep cumming, that works too~”

On the display screen, a numerical value of how much lust energy the orca gave counted up to “230,000 LU.” Leon didn’t know what unit an LU meant but assumed 230 grand wasn’t too bad. With a quick press of a button, the pod clasped around the orca, sending it back into the farms, this time to be milked for cum for a very long time.

Leon went back to searching through the catalogue of creatures he could milk. His mind flashed to that idea of a mareep twink delivering his mail. He wouldn’t refuse fun with a cutie like that~