Faenpyre Mom Trains Her Son Ch. 03

The article went on to say this would eventually lead to less painful transplants and easier surgical procedures for patients who are dying from organ failures and in need of transplants. I couldn't believe what I was reading, yet there it was in scientific journals, confirming the fact that the woman in the video was not only possible, she was more than likely a reality.

I was left reeling from my discovery, feeling troubled by these experiments and what had become of Rocco. I decided to investigate further and hoped Rocco would turn up in the meantime.

While delving deeper into my research about the mysterious woman, it led me back through the annuls of history and back to Ancient Egypt, where I discovered they had a rich culture of human-animal hybrids, which is well-documented in archaic texts and drawings that can be found on the walls of ancient structures.

In fact, some of these structures were even built to resemble these strange creatures, like the Great Sphinx of Giza, for example, which has the body of a lion and the head of a human.

I also found countless accounts of these creatures throughout history, like the Lion men of Moab, the Lion-god-guardians of the afterlife, and the Dog-headed-god Anubis. Seemingly, the more I delved, the more I found. As it turns out, many gods and goddesses are depicted as being part human and part animal, often with animal heads and human bodies.

More specifically, these creatures were termed theriocephaly, which refers to a specific type of human-animal hybrid, namely, one with the head of an animal and the body of a human. I found out that many ancient mythology gods were theriocephalous - For example, there's the goddess called Sekhmet, who had the head of a lioness and the body of a woman.

I was beginning to find this story had a strange duality to it; on the one hand there's the very modern phenomenon of humans apparently creating these hybrids today, yet on the other hand it appears these creatures are actually older than mankind itself, and were frequently revered as gods and goddesses by mankind?

This story had definitely taken a strange twist and turned into a world of weird, truth really is stranger than fiction, and now I was left scratching my head wondering; was the mysterious being in the video some type of genetically engineered hybrid, or was she an ancient goddess?

What I did know for sure, is that whoever she was, this individual was at least as intelligent as us; she was vastly superior to us in terms of reflexes, speed and strength; and her sexual prowess was off the chart. I was determined to find out who she was, and I was desperate to find out what had happened to Rocco, so I decided to break my usual protocol, and step out of the confines of my protective shadow that had served me well for so many years.

I figured I'd contact Rocco's girlfriend and arrange to meet up with her in person. Initially, I went with a cover story explaining to her that I was a journalist in the industry looking to do a piece about Rocco. However, after she confirmed Rocco was in fact missing, I asked her if we could meet up and do a piece about that instead, citing that I too shared her concerns about what had happened to him, for which she sounded grateful.

What I didn't realize at the time... By breaking my usual protocols I had just sealed my fate.

AGENTS OF DOOM PART 3

THE DOWNFALL OF BLAIR

I met up with Rocco's girlfriend and while very chatty and friendly, I was unable to glean anything of significant value which could assist me in finding Rocco, so I made my way home and back to the drawing board.

Back at Rocco's residence, his girlfriend is on the phone to someone;

"I think this is our guy, the anonymous reporter we've been looking for..."

"Yes, he fell for the fake internet search history, and he thinks I'm Rocco's girlfriend lol..."

"Yes, our agents are tracking him now. Phase one has worked out perfectly, and while he may be the only candidate to have stepped forward thus far, I have a feeling this is our guy..."

"As soon as we have his location we will move to phase two, and start the surveillance operation to confirm or deny whether he is the pesky journalist we've been looking for..."

"Yes Regina, I will keep you posted as soon as we find out, have a good day and send Rocco my love hahaha!"

I spent the next few days searching for leads, digging into Rocco's life, looking for clues and anything that could help me track him down. But frustratingly, all I kept finding was dead end after dead end; it felt like the trail was stone-cold. I needed a break, so I decided to head out to the local diner for a bite to eat, and a chance to clear my head.

"Suspect has left the building, move in and do a deep scan of the house, make sure you leave no stone unturned..."

Moments later...

"We've found his computer, yes, we managed to brute force attack the password, and now we have access, to his machine, currently downloading his hard drive and patching into his internet connection as we speak."

Another agent inside the house opened up her backpack, removed some cameras, and started planting them around the house so they could study the suspect in more detail, and ascertain if indeed he was their guy.

The agents spent the next few days watching the suspect from their live feed, they analysed the data on his hard drive, his IP address logs, and via remote login to his computer they are finally able to confirm this is the anonymous journalist known as "Eyes only" the man who has brought unwanted attention to their order, and ignored their warnings to cease with his Alt News investigations.

Upon hearing this news, the mysterious creature's cock stiffened... "Soon this pretty little Boifag will be in my custody, time to move to phase three, prep an extraction team, and have them ready to collect the package at 03:00 hours."

"Yes Regina, consider it done!"

That night Blair aka "Eyes only" is sound asleep, blissfully unaware of the clandestine operation that's about to unfold. Unbeknownst to him, an unknown cloaked stealth craft silently moves into position above his house and teleports two body amour-wearing, masked raiders inside the property; they proceed to wipe his computer clean, remove the cameras and clean up any evidence of their involvement in the soon-to-be kidnapping.

The residence cleaned, the masked agents make their way to Blair's bedroom; upon entering they sedate him and secure the package.

"Ship lock onto my position, three to beam up."

In a feat of surgical precision, and with the extraction team and package safely on board, the mysterious craft heads off into the night toward an unknown continent.

"Hello Fleet Admiral Anath"

"Hello Regina, I take it you have got some good news for me?"

"Yes Admiral, we've picked up "Eyes only" and he is safely in my custody."

"Well done Regina. I knew there was a reason why you're my favourite "go to" agent and viceroy, you always get the job done, that's for sure."

"Thank you, Admiral, glad to be of service, by the way, how's it going with you and that lovely son of yours, Carter. I hope he is adapting well to the recent changes in his life, since coming of age."

"Yes, he's doing fine, initially he had a bit of a meltdown which is to be expected, but I set him straight if you know what I mean, apart from that he's coming along nicely, no doubt I will invite you to our private residence, and introduce you to him very soon, all in the name of military training of course lol."

"That would be fantastic, and I shall most certainly look forward to the day I start training the Admiral's pride and joy."

"You can be certain of that, my dear you've earned it... Regarding "Eyes only" feel free to do with him as you please."

"Excellent Fleet Admiral Many Thanks."

"Well done Regina talk soon."

"No doubt we will Admiral...."

AGENTS OF DOOM PART 4

REGINA'S REVELATION

I slowly wake up with an ominous feeling of dread as I look around and realize I am not in my bedroom... Where the heck am I? Caught in between the state of sleeping and waking, I begin to wonder if I'm still dreaming as I gently come around and take in my surroundings... Shit it can't be... I recognise this place... Oh fuck, this is the cage I saw in that video with Rocco, and I'm dressed from head to toe in what I can only describe, as a black nylon gimp suit. Crap, this is not good!

My groggy state is interrupted by the sound of the cage door opening; as I turn to look, my eyes widened in disbelief... The she-stud walks in with a pet carrier, wearing nothing save for her now familiar white jockstrap, which is clearly struggling to hold back her impossibly large pulsing rod.

"You're the one I saw in the video" I blurt out in a state of panic... Regina smiles, waving my comment off like it's nothing, as she sets the pet carrier down. I look at it, wondering why on earth she's brought a pet with her... Thank you for joining me, Blair, or should I say "Eyes Only!"

Blair starts sweating profusely; as he realizes his cover has been blown, he tries to regain control, but Regina cuts him off... "A little bird tells me you're very inquisitive and like doing interviews. I'm guessing you've got a million and one questions, so how about you and I sit down and do an interview together?"

Curiosity getting the better of Blair, and given the situation he figures its best to go along with Regina, hoping that it will end favourably for him!

"Errr, yeah, I guess so..." She seemed friendly enough, Blair thought to himself, perhaps this day will end on a high and with me going home.

"Okay Regina, why am I dressed like a gimp?"

"Oh, nothing to worry about darling, just a little bit of light-hearted fun, although I must admit you do look rather sexy in that outfit." She said with a mischievous grin!

Upon hearing this Blair started to feeling a little uneasy, particularly, having already witnessed this sexual predator going to town on Rocco; a man nearly twice his size. The thought of how easily she manhandled him, and the thought of him potentially being next, made him feel anxious!

Uh, okay, thanks... Er, moving on, I've got to start with the elephant in the room, beautiful as you are. My first question is, what exactly are you? Please don't take it as me being rude or anything like that because that's not my intention; it's just that I have never come across anyone like you, and I'm intrigued to learn more about you."

"Sure honey, no offence taken. I know from our research about you, that you are an extremely inquisitive individual. I'm guessing you'd like to try new things, wouldn't you honey, but we'll get to that later." Blair starts feeling flustered by the undertones of her comment and begins to wonder what she meant exactly?

"So what am I?" "Good question, as you are no doubt aware, my kind have existed for a veeeery long time. IIn fact we significantly predate your race by many millennia, as per your research we are indeed the goddesses of old that many of your race worshipped. My kind are called Anthropomorphian's. Our current incarnation is a hybrid mix of what would become Human Female DNA, Canis DNA and Panthera DNA."

"However, for as old as our race is, we ourselves were created by an even older race known as the Faenpyres, who are ancient beyond belief and not native to this world."

Blair sat in quiet contemplation, completely shocked by this bombshell of a revelation... "I've always known there was more to this world. I guess that's why I always questioned things and became a journalist because I was never happy with the mainstream narrative. It's like I could sense things were not as they seemed, and doing this work only validated that position, and proved what I've been feeling ever since I was a young child."

"Yes, Blair, and this is what makes you so dangerous..."

"We did warn you through our agents, via your webmail to leave well alone; but unfortunately you are like a dog with a bone, and it's clearly not in your nature to quit and let things slide. Hence, we evaluated your Alt News Site to help us build up a psychological profile about the mind behind it, enabling us to devise an elaborate bait-filled honey trap, that was sure to lure you out of your hiding place and straight into our hands... Thus the reason you are sitting here right now".

"OMG... So you are saying this whole thing was a set-up and devious trap designed to catch me?"

"Correct, we monitor all sorts of things across the internet, and we noticed your stories were starting to gain traction and take hold in peoples minds... Dissent is a dangerous thing honey, and cannot be tolerated on any level."

"You got to be kidding me?"

No, Blair, I'm being straight with you, there's an invisible order to this world, or rather, the seven continents inhabited by humans. Faenpyre vicariously through us, rule the seven continents from beyond the veil of secrecy. They have big plans in motion, and they do not like it when people interfere with those plans, and disrupt the status quo."

"Whoah, who the heck are the Faenpyre, and what do you mean the seven continents inhabited by humans... You say it like there's more?"

"Ah, how perceptive of you... so you can read between the lines huh, I'll give you this Blair, you are pretty sharp for a human male... Let's just say for now, that the Faenpyre are a very long story, so let's save that for another time, for now, you deserve a treat... I'm going to throw you a bone, I hope you are ready for this lol!"

"Beyond what you know as Antarctica, there's another continent which is 26% larger than the whole of North and South America combined. This land is known as Tartaria, and this is where the Faenpyre reside."

"And to the farthest North, and way beyond the Arctic circle there's another continent which is 34% larger than Europe, Asia and Africa combined. This land is known as Hyperborea, and this is where the Anthropomorphians, or rather, where we live."

"The Arctic circle in the North and Antarctic circle in the South is actually a giant ice wall border which encircles the 7 inner continents, and separates these continents from the two outer continents of Tartaria and Hyperborea, which lie on the other side of the Antarctic border and Arctic circle border. You see, they are not called circles for no reason, but the trick is they are not two circles per se; rather it's one huge circle that encompasses the seven inner continents of the earth."

"And in case you are wondering how that works, all I will say is forget what you think you know about geography and the shape of this plane-t, because it's been deliberately taught to humans incorrectly. This is by design, to keep you from thinking outside the box, aka no reason for you to go looking for something that's not there right?"

"You've got to be kidding me... Look lady I know I'm an Alt News Journalist an all, and I know I have uncovered some crazy stories in my time, but what you are saying is huge, there's no way you can keep a lid on something that big without people knowing about it?"

"Oh really Blair, you surprise me with your response, I actually thought you were smarter than that, it appears I may have misjudged you lol... Okay so how did we pull off the biggest magic trick unbeknown to mankind. Well, it all starts when you are young."

"Who do you think controls your indoctrination, whoops, sorry... your education system huh? Who do you think controls your media? Better still, who do you think controls the Governments of the world?"

"Through our three letter agencies, our alphabet organizations, and our financial systems within the seven continents, we control what you see, what you think, what you believe; and best of all most people are completely unaware that they are being guided by hidden hands, and are therefore powerless to stop our invisible influence over their lives."

"Okay Regina, you make a good point, when you put it like that I can see what you are saying and how it's entirely possible. Especially, when I consider what my answer would have been two months ago if someone had asked me whether someone like you exists, let alone would I be having a conversation with you right now, dressed as a gimp." Blair again glances back at the pet carrier, wondering what dark secrets lie within!

"Yes it is rather ironic, and good to see you are keeping an open mind, considering it's what led you here in first place, so here's another nugget of truth for you. Why is it that countries of the world hate each other on the one hand, like blowing each other up in war, yet work together like they are the best of friends; on the other hand?"

"There are very few places on Earth where there has never been war, where the environment is fully protected, and where scientific research is a priority. Don't you find it a little strange that the whole of the Antarctic region is such a place?"

"Don't you find it strange that countries who threaten to nuke each other can at least all agree on Antarctica?"

"I will let you into a little secret as to how it came about:"

"Between 26 August 1946 and late February 1947 Operation HIGH JUMP commenced. It was a Task Force that included 4,700 men, 13 ships, and 33 aircraft."

"Operation HIGH JUMP was a joint initiative between; the American Government, the Australian Government, and the British Government, headed by the US and Admiral Byrd. They decided it would be a good idea to go down to Antarctica uninvited, to investigate Faenpyre territory."

"Needless to say it didn't end well for them, when they were met by Faenpyre drone craft. In that one-sided battle they lost men, and they lost ships, as the Faenpyre drones came up out of the water and cut many of the ships in half with their lasers. Sending mankind packing with a warning never to come back, unless explicitly invited."

"The Antarctic treaty was subsequently created as a ruse designed to keep human mass populations from questioning why this region hasn't been explored. It's designed to keep the world of men out of Faenpyre territory. And it's enforced by our shadow government puppets within the seven continents, and our border patrol drones, should mankind fail to heed our warning!"

Blair is lost deep in thought as he ponders Regina's revelation; all the while the room is filling up with a rich heady scent. The pheromone-rich musk of a dominant anthro-stud, who is getting sexually excited at the thought of copulating with the human gimp boy sat in front of her.

"Whoah, I cannot believe it... My mind is completely blown, everything I thought I know is a lie."

"Sure is, sweetie."

"Regina I got to ask you something."

"Sure kid, shoot."

"What happened to Rocco, is he okay?"

Regina tilts her head and cocks an eyebrow "Oh, why don't you ask him yourself."

Blair looks confused as the dominant she-stud gently opens the door of the pet carrier she brought in. The atmosphere is filled with a tense silence, when out crawls a human, a collared man-puppy, paw prints tattooed on his skin. Around his cock, a tight-fitting cock-cage, Blair instantly recognizes that it is none other than Rocco himself.

Frozen and in a state of disbelief as Rocco... One of the industry's most prominent male porn stars, crawls along the floor and starts nuzzling Regina's huge bulge. Rocco pays no attention to Blair, entirely focusing on the musky pole straining behind the fabric, lapping and licking away at the smirking she-stud's crotch.

This was once a man who used to get women to do this very thing to him, only now he's the one acting like a cock whore, having been reduced to nothing more than a broken pet.