FOX: Untold Tails (Naruto Fanfiction: Futanari, Yaoi, Bestiality)

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FOX: The Untold Tails

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New Horizons

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The throne room was a mess of activity; the futanari minions scurrying about, seemingly not knowing what to do with all the free time that they had been given. Jinx, the royal Jester, was over by the tower heart bleating a strange song while sloshing the mug of ale in her hands. Gambit, Zandra, Blitz and Stitch were off to one said, locked in a bitter battle of rock, paper, and scissors, for the right to “entertain” their guests...two nubile elvish women who had the mistake of insulting their lord while in his presence.

Standing next to the high back throne, her aged face set in a smile, was Snarl, the lord of the castle's advisor and devoted servant of darkness. Like the lord, she was watching all this activity with a certain appreciation for her fellow minions, as well as equal fits of exasperation and worry. From beside her, sitting tall in his throne, was the Shota Overlord himself: Abel “Abe” Vector.

This humble scene was possible because of one simple fact; the Dark Domain was at peace. This was purely because the Shota Overlord had managed to conquer all the lands, as it were. Because of this, the large bulk of the minion race had been secluded to the Dark Tower, as the small lord's lands were being kept under control by the human, elvish, and dwarven armies that he had brain washed to his bidding. More to the point, with peace at hand, Abe himself had taken it upon himself to rest and think upon these tidings. For peace would not due for a lord of evil...

Abe suddenly stood, his dark robes flowing to the floor and hiding his small stature. When his wife and Minion Mistress, Snarl, stepped towards him, he appeared only all the smaller when compared to her tall height and luxurious frame. However, this body hid his truly terrifying power; a power that was left behind for him by his predecessor, the previous Overlord.

“My Lord?” Snarl's hand found his, and he tugged her away from the throne, his bright eyes taking in the whole room at a glance, and his thin legs carrying him across the plush carpet to places unknown. Only when the door to the throne room was shutting did the young lord turn to her.

“It is as I have said,” he told her by way of explanation. Seeing that she hadn't put the pieces together, he merely turned his head back in front of him, striding through the halls of his castle with his lady's hand in his, and continued; “With peace brings boredom...my forces are ill content to remain without conflict...and I find myself agreeing...”

“So what do you purpose?” Snarl questioned dutifully. She knew, like the rest of his mistresses did, that he thought better when speaking his own thoughts to others then by containing them inside himself. The child emperor dipped his head, bright eyes searching the floor, before tipping his head to her.

“My predecessor was a dimension hopper...a lord of time and space,” his eyes weren't on her, but Snarl nodded her head anyways, “It is likely that he might have left me something in case such an event as this would occur. Perhaps he was even counting on it...” his free hand rose to his face, thumb and forefinger molding to his chin. Snarl did not speak, and so the silence stretched between them as they climbed the massive spiral staircase and headed into the direction of the library.

Only a few feet from the library the futanari minion guards outside propped open the doors for the two of them. Both Lord and Lady entered silently, only a nod to the guards to show their appreciation. Then Abe was levitating books towards him left and right while examining the contents of the library's ledger in the hopes of finding the right book.

Hours passed by in relative silence, and in a fury the lord hurled a book across the room at a statue. His voice carried across the room as he cursed in several dozen languages, the most prominent being his understanding of elvish, before his Lady was going to him, smoothing his face and kissing his brow. The child lord took several moments to calm himself, breathing raggedly, before looking across the room with a tired expression.

“Perhaps this is knowledge not meant to be shared,” Abe claimed, claiming his wife's hand in his much smaller grip, “but I dare say that I hope not.”

“The man was ever so mysterious,” Snarl agreed, “and had a h

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