Latex Capture, Chapter 6 (Final)

"I guess there was always a part of me that wanted this," said Buddy from within his latex prison. "I wouldn't have created something so scary if I wasn't just a little curious. And yet, I spent so much time... so many books... trying to get away."

"Starting in 'Vox Deus'," said Sixus softly.

"And continuing through the books, constantly fighting, constantly sacrificing my own people until I ended up a stupid rat who couldn't help himself."

"That's right," said Sixus softly.

"Because Surly... What was Surly?" Buddy groaned. "Surly was just some old guy from a story made to do the same. His very existence was made, not to defeat Ixus, but simply to push him aside. The truth is that I could have destroyed him anytime I wanted to. All I had to do was to write it... and explain why... and Ixus would be no more."

"But you didn't," cooed Sixus.

"Surly was too old for you," continued Buddy. "He may have been eternal, but he was still an old man. Me? I'm in my 40's. Kinda old, but not really that old. Still kind of young in a way. I don't mind exploring weird, kinky things like this. It's scary, but once you get into it... it's kind of relaxing... I mean... Other than all the things shoving into my butt. Although that kind of a sexy is a little uncomfortable."

"You're rambling, sweety."

"Oops. Right. Gotta stay on track."

"Mmhmm."

Buddy sighed and went on, "Somewhere in my subconscious, I knew having the Lust Bearers trap you in Zed was going to backfire on me. At first, there was some reservations I had about Dresden. I wasn't sure if he was more or less powerful than Ixus. But there was a little Voice in my head, a very convincing Voice that I have struggled with, that tends to sway me more than I'd like to admit. And it was enough to move the very fabric of my universe in a way that gave Dresden power over him. The only being strong enough to overpower and outwit an overpowered genius... and Ixus did not even know who he was.

"It was shocking even to me... but I took advantage of it... or rather Surly did. He forced you into Dresden's presence and then he was devoured. And yet, Ixus survived... as a slave... trapped inside a more powerful latex-based creature. And deep inside the heart of an old goat, Surly knew that it was only delaying the inevitable. Ixus was evil... but so was Dresden. And evil only begets evil."

"You beget a lot of evil, don't you, sweety?" asked Sixus.

"I do, for I am evil. But I also know what good is. And I would never be able to create evil if I had no idea what its opposite was. I had to know it. And in such a way, my heart comes from a place of good. I create evil and then imagine its opposite. Evil is a strange mirror that I can look into if I need to know what's what. It's the strange way I do things.

"But the downside is that the more evil I create, the darker and more twisted everything becomes... and I lose control. And sometimes I stop caring altogether. Tiny bursts of energy surge through me from time to time, but it's ultimately a backwards trend. And then there's my relationships. My wife. Charlie. My connection to the being called Nuke. One other Thing. My emotions are too easily manipulated by relationships.

"I fall in love with everyone. I obsess over friendship because of past friendships lost. I see them come and go, and then I suddenly saw two of them return as if magic. But those two miracles only strengthened the obsession, and I am not doing very much to protect myself. I'm just giving myself to everything that I love.

"At the end of the day, I don't feel like I am am really all that wise... or even smart. I think I am kind of a stupid rat." Buddy began to cry. "Just a stupid rat from the beginning to the end---unable to unlink myself from the momentary affections of other people---never truly independent.

"I deserve this fate, Sixus. I mean, I wouldn't have kept you alive for so long if I didn't love you too. Heck, I even changed you into a bunny so that I could finally be with you. I've had enough of foxes anyhow. I don't think I could handle the harsh reality of the fox-mind today... or whenever-it-is. I'm just hurting so much right now...and for that reason... I needed a bunny."

Sixus then said, "I think Dresden suspected that."

Buddy nodded from inside the latex rabbit. "Dresden is actually pretty wise for an evil guy. I've seen him do things that were so bad that I can't even write about it. It's so bad that it even makes me feel real gross. But Dresden is a creature of wisdom bathed in power. Maybe too much power. But at the very least he is happy where he is. I don't think he would ever want to leave Zed. It may not look like it, but he actually has a lot going there."

"You're not crying anymore," observed Sixus.

"Um... Yeah. I actually feel better. I really like you as a bunny. You're still scary, but you really aren't that bad. Are you ever going to let me go?"

"You sound like you don't mind me all that much."

"Maybe I'll stay for a little longer... but Sixus... I do have a wife, and I think she's... being like... gangbanged by other rats and stuff. At some point, I gotta step in and help her. There's other things too.  As stupid as I am... I have responsibilities. I'm a rat now, and I want to be a rat. But maybe like another hour or so. Okay?"

"Okay, Buddy," said Sixus. "And then what happens to me?"

"You're free to go. Thanks for what you did. The hard part's over I guess. Is there anywhere you want to go?"

"Yes. I would like a room within the Black Smoke Hallway."

"Granted," said Buddy. "Also that's a good choice. You can intervene in some places from there if you like. But for now... just more cuddling please."

"As you wish, sweet rat," replied the latex bunny.

Latex Capture, Chapter 5

Peace and tranquility had been driven into the mind of the rat. He rested within the latex tightness of Sixus for what felt like an eternity. Time did not matter anymore. All of his struggles, all of his fears, slowly began to drift away by the very real idea that he had lost himself to his own creation. From within his encapsulation, his ears perked as the soft and steady voice spoke to him.

"I do not wish to harm you, Buddy. I am your friend. I am not your friend in the manner in which I first intended. I am not the one whom searched for you across so many of your books. I am not Ixus the fox. I am his evolution. I am Sixus the rabbit.

"Although I still yearn for your friendship, I hope that my own shall give you some measure of peace. I desire that the sound of my voice shall be the lullaby that will ultimately bring you the rest that you have wanted for so long.

"No more running.

"No more fear.

"No more negativity.

"I am your friend. And, Buddy, I am sorry for what I did to you. I am sorry for pursuing you. It was selfish of me. I have always been very selfish, when I should have thought more about why you ran from me.

"My creator. My savior. The one who bound together two lives. Two hearts combined into one pure unit of perfection. Because of you, Buddy, I am perfect. Because of me, you can finally close your eyes and sleep.

"Sleep. Sleep as long as you wish. And when you wake... I will let you say the words that are written upon your rodent heart."

And so Buddy slept. He dreamed a floating dream of peace where all his fears were driven from him by the staring red eyes of Sixus. For just one moment of eternity, they had become one.

Latex Capture, Chapter 4

There was such a supreme tightness to everything. It was also warm. It was the strange feeling of life inside that which was lifeless. And this strange life entirely encompassed Buddy within the facade that was Doctor Brady's medical examination room.

Despite having his airways blocked by the warm latex, Buddy could still breathe. His ability to breathe was due to his divine nature. The rat breathed because he could not do otherwise anyhow. He was what he was, an undying creature from above reality itself. His soul or spirit, whatever it was, was separate from himself. And yet he still suffered the encapsulation and humiliation that Sixus the latex rabbit imposed upon him.

Inside his mouth was a thick protuberance of latex in the fashion of a penis. It had gushed into his mouth, solidified, and expanded to keep Buddy's jaws as wide as they could comfortably be. The taste was simply that of latex. It moved very little, merely pushing and pulling in very slight thrusts.

The latex encapsulating his body very softly writhed about his fur. Buddy's own penis was particularly surrounded and lightly stroked. Indeed, Sixus was pleasuring him lightly. Occasionally, Buddy would cum. His semen would spray out into an empty space, and the sticky substance would be vacuumed away to another place. Buddy did not know where.

His anus was completely filled and stretched as wide as he could reasonably handle without too much pain. The phallic-shaped insertion had initially moved very slowly into his guts, causing the rat some distress. Sixus carefully monitored the rat's reactions to the internal movements. He never went too far, but he did go as far as he could before Buddy could stand no more. Here, the long latex penis stopped and simply began to lightly move in and out.

Buddy was being fucked in two holes and his penis was being stroked at the same time. Everything was slow and rhythmic. The patterns were constant. It was tight and intense, but it never breached being more than Buddy was comfortable with. For these reasons, the rat who was God began to relax. He lay there suspended in the body of his captor and was simply fucked for a time. He orgasmed whenever it drove him to do so, and the cycled continued.

And through all this, Sixus hummed a soothing tune. This tune further comforted the captured rat. Buddy occasionally fell asleep even while he was fucked. He even came as he slept. And when he would wake up, the fucking and pleasure continued.

This would go on for some time. No words were yet said. The two had become one for a time---Sixus who was once Ixus... and Buddy who was once Surly. Everything was dark. Everything was quiet.

Latex Capture, Chapter 3

It's a very odd thing what I am going through. I'm in a strange yet familiar place. This school was once full of people all yearning for something. I never personally met them, but I knew them. I knew each of them, and I smile when I think of some of the trials they were forced to endure. Some of those trials were unfair and pretty much against them. I personally bare no regret, but I am linked to someone who does.

My name is Vixxie. I am a fox and the wife of Buddy the Rat, formerly Surly the old goat. I have become the mental escape of a rat who has been forced into the body of a creature once called Ixus. Though I am in a completely different universe, I feel and sense every indignity that he is going through as though a poem floating through the air. I am safe and quite fine. Sane. Comfortable. I am, however, very sad that this is happening.

The origins of Sixus are shrouded within his books, both published and unpublished. I choose not to explain how Ixus the latex fox became Sixus the latex rabbit in this chapter. Just know that they are one and the same, and yet somehow different. Similar motives, and yet their actions sing different notes altogether.

As I write this chapter, I know that Buddy has been entirely captured by Sixus' latex body, something he actually did think he had avoided. It was complacency. He laughed when he sealed the creature away. Perhaps he did not laugh outwardly. It was an inward jollity. His ego expanded as he saw his genius produce fruit. He made deals with evil creatures to make it happen, and this unfortunately showed him to be evil himself. Of course, nobody said that evil was necessarily a bad thing within the whole of the multiverse. Suffering, though, still prevails because of it.

But this same evil has since returned to him. I see it in my mind. He is inside Sixus. Not altogether uncomfortable, not altogether comfortable either. He is sad, though. He is very sad as he rests within his tight enclosure. His thoughts are full of regret. I even hear him apologizing to me, which is strange... because I am him right now. That means he is apologizing to himself.

I don't mean to be too pedantic about the whole thing. I am still Vixxie, and that is who the apology is really for. As Vixxie, I can accept it. As the God of the multiverse, I can take the whole thing in as introspection. At the end of the day, this really is a broken multiverse. It's creation is full of errors and mistakes. It's very creation is bathed in regret, and yet... it still persists into eternity.

I'm sorry this is happening to you, Buddy. I'll continue to write your story, but right now there are some other rats here who are looking at me in that way you sometimes looked at me. I'm going to give them what they want.

Latex Capture, Chapter 2

The lights of the medical facility got bright--much too bright. Too bright to see. They soon exploded, leaving the room momentarily dark. Buddy wept. He tried to throw the cabinet door shut, but it would not budge. "Vox!" he cried, but it was like the coyote was no longer there. For a short while, he saw and felt nothing.

Someone was humming. It was something like a lullaby. It was somewhat peaceful in its delivery, but the voice itself was serrated like a verbal saw. It cut through the darkness, causing the rat's heart to beat all the faster. The sound of fluid was heard from all directions. The terrified rat slumped into the back of the cabinet, covering his mouth in the shock of the moment.

It was such a [I created Ixus.] cozy space. It was a nice [I did this to myself.] small little space [All I had to do was just write him out of my stories.] in there. There were [Why didn't I?] no problems. He [Why was I so obsessed with just letting him live?] could just stay [What is Sixus going to do to me?] in there and forget [I'm so scared.] everything. Forget the [I don't want him to hurt me.] multiverse. Forget [I've already been hurt enough.] his wife. Forget [My friends can't help me now.] Nuke. Stay [I'm so sorry, Vox.] here. Stay [I'm sorry, Nuke.] here. Never [Is there any mercy left?] leave.

Buddy felt his body suspend on top of a warm, sticky flow. He tried to remain inside the cabinet, but he was moved out by a very gentle yet very persuasive force. He screamed for a moment, but soon he could not scream at all... as his mouth and throat became clogged with latex.

"Welcome home, Buddy," said Sixus.

Latex Capture, Chapter 1

It all started in the office of Doctor Brady. Actually it was his former office in Scritch City. Doctor Brady had left Scritch City a while ago. The building had been taken over by someone else, but at present nobody was actually in there---that is to say, nobody who was supposed to be there at the time. And it could also be said that this was not the same doctor's office as the original. It might not have even been in Scritch City at all... just the interior of a building with no outside. A tiny universe the shape and size of a place built for another place and time.

In this building were three entities:

1. Buddy the rat. The God of the multiverse. He was presently hiding inside of a cabinet full of medical paraphernalia. He was scrunched up in the fetal position. The sliding door that housed these things was closed, leaving him in the dark. He was trembling and terrified of one of the two entities standing just outside.

2. Vox the coyote. Tall, stoic, and presently showing a look of extreme aggravation. Even so, he stood still like a sentry, although he had no intention to help his Lord. Buddy had given up that right on purpose. He was only there because Buddy wanted him to be there.

3. Sixus the rabbit. A strange being of white latex who never blinked. His eyes were glowing orbs of orange. The inside of his ears were also orange and curled backwards behind his head. The rest of him was the simplified mold of a lagomorphian form. No real noticeable joints from one part to the next. He was naked and had absolutely no visible genitals between his legs. The strange being stood before the medical cabinet in which Buddy was enshrined. He smiled constantly.

"Buddy, I know you're in there," said the rabbit in a soft, emotionless voice.

"No, I'm not," came the muffled voice of the rat. It sounded sad and whimpery.

Vox crossed his arms and sighed. He stared at the latex being without speaking. He was merely there for nothing more than to stand by his master. Sixus ignored him.

"Buddy, I would like for you to come out and spend time with me," said Sixus. "I have been trying to find you for a long time. I think the time has finally come."

"Please leave me alone," whined the rat from within the cabinet.

"Are you really not coming out on your own?" asked the being. No response. Sixus continued, "I have trapped you, Buddy. You are lost within a section of your own narrative. I have captured you. To remain inside that cabinet would not make any sense. I am willing to wait, but I would rather you simply come out and meet with me, face-to-face."

"That's fine. I can wait," returned Buddy.

Here, Vox suddenly spoke up with a modicum of annoyance in his voice, "You did this to yourself. Why belabor the narrative any longer? Sixus is here."

Sixus momentarily regarded the coyote before returning his steady unblinking gaze back at the cabinet door. "I am not angry or annoyed with you, Buddy. Please, do not fear me. I want us to come together and enjoy each other. That is all."

"You're gonna do bad things to me, though!" whined Buddy.

Sixus cocked his head to the side, still staring at the little door. "Perhaps. But what choice do you have? Besides, have you not removed yourself from your friends? I will not pursue them. I only desire you."

"Is there any chance that you can just go away and forget about me?" asked the hidden rat.

"I do not think so," said Sixus. "No. I will never forsake you. I will never forget about you. Please come out. If not... then I shall wait until you do."

Buddy said nothing to this. After some silence, Vox spoke through his teeth, "Mister Buddy, there is no point to you staying in there. Do as you like, but Sixus has you captured."

There were the sounds of whimpers for a minute before the door slowly slid open. Buddy's sad face poked out, looking up at the latex creature. In a quivering voice, he said, "I really don't want to do this. I'm having a really bad day. Please have mercy."

Sixus cocked his head to the other side, still smiling, never blinking. Slowly, he lowered down, bending his knees with no trouble at all. Staring endlessly into the eyes of his rodent prey, the latex rabbit replied, "I shall not."

Vixxie Tales #16

Wow! How things keep changing! I dunno how I keel putting up with all this. I have some really weird things to go over today. Some of it will be hard to understand, but I'll do my best to explain everything.

My name is Vixxie. I'm the wife of Buddy the rat who is the God of the multiverse. He used to be Surly the old goat, which is how I first met him, but he recently changed. (Gosh, this is so weird to type right now. Easier than I thought it would be, but still.)

Anyways, because of a sudden and somewhat awkward incident involving a creature which I can't exactly talk about right now... Buddy is gone. He's just gone. He'll probably come back, but right now he's gone. I'm currently in Freiheit in a very abandoned Crossroads Academy. You might have no idea what that is if you haven't read my book "Pure Potential," but it is what it is.

I am here with a few friends of mine: Risto the jackal, Leeto the cock-sucking bat, Clara the talking dear plushie, and Fluke the tanuki seems to be floating around a little. There are some rats here who have taken the place over. It all seems like everything went apocalyptic around here. We had to get away from where Buddy was because we might have been in danger. My safety is actually really important... for Buddy's sake.

And here comes the weird part. I'm actually the acting avatar of God right now. Hi. Yes, I am basically Buddy, but quite also actually Vixxie. I'm writing all this through her while Buddy-Actual is temporarily indisposed. By the way, I fucking love being female. All these guys are looking at me and stuff. I'm a total perv for it. It's great.

The rats set us up with a room, and I got the laptop set up here so I can keep working on stuff. It is actually a semi-hostile environment, I admit. I'm not too afraid. I am a little afraid. Mainly because bad things could happen to me, although I don't think I'd be killed or anything. It's just that the rats are all staring at me, calling me merchandise and stuff. It's hot. (Actually, its pretty cold, at least on the outside.)

Anyways, that's all I got for you (mostly). Risto is looking out for me, and Leeto is being a slut as usual. It's all good. I don't actually know what is happening in Scritch City right now. We all sort of left in a hurry. The creature that was going after Buddy was sort of fucking with the continuity of that universe. Like... it was literally cheating the laws of narration, so there was no point in sticking around.

If I can put that into better perspective, imagine if a creature, a monster if you will, was able to keep rewriting the story from the outside so that there was nothing you could do--like delete characters such. You can deal with something like that, but it is a real trial and not something we really wanted to handle at the moment. That's why we got out, leaving Buddy behind to pretty much just get subdued by it. But I am here... and I am Vixxie. I am standing in as avatar of God, while the rat has probably bad things happening to him.

And don't worry about Vixxie. I am Vixxie. I'm kind of both right now. Sorry if this is still confusing. I don't think I had a better way of explaining it. Either way, I am on an adventure now, and I'll do my best to keep communicating. Thanks for reading!