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Valerian was nearly asleep on a beach towel under an umbrella. He was curled up like a kitten, eyes struggling to stay open.

Valerian suddenly jolted awake at the feeling of some cold substance on his skin. He looked up and saw his father, the fearsome Bison, wearing nothing but a pair of swim trunks. He was holding a bottle of sunscreen.

“What are you doing?” Valerian asked, sleepily.

“Can’t a father help his son stay protected?” Bison asked, in a way that suggested that his motive was something else entirely.

Bison’s strong hands rubbed the sunscreen into Valerian’s arm. Bison turned Valerian over and worked on his other arm too. Valerian could not stand to look into those vicious white eyes. No irises or pupils but so blatantly staring into Valerian’s soul.

Valerian felt Bison’s hands around his neck and this made him think about how easy it would be for Bison to crush his throat. Due the fact that Valerian only had just met his father at 20, the Westermarck effect had no chance at taking place, and thus the unthinkable happened.

Valerian had an erection in his tight little swim trunks and today was a day that he thanked God for giving him a pussy.

Valerian whimpered as Bison rubbed his soft cheeks.

“To be honest, I did not expect my son to turn out so…” Bison’s maniacal grin spread further. “ Pretty .”

Valerian let out a flustered squeak as his only response.

Valerian looked down on the white substance that was on his tummy courtesy of his father, and he throbbed. Bison’s strong hands worked it into his soft tummy and it was bound to drive Valerian fucking insane. His pussy had a fucking heartbeat this shit was turning him on so bad.

“You seem to have an affinity for exposing yourself.” Bison commented. “Perhaps you should wear sunscreen even when you are home? I’d be glad to put it on you then as well.”

“U-Uh, actually, I don’t go outside very often back at the base.” Valerian nervously chuckled. “I’m just kind of a shut in.”

“A true shame.” Bison stroked Valerian’s faint happy trail. “You’re really far too adorable to just stay hidden away from the world.”

Valerian was blushing so hard a blood vessel broke in his nose.

Valerian was flipped over onto his stomach, revealing his back. The back of his top had x-shaped pieces of fabric faintly concealing his upper back. Bison massaged the sunscreen into Valerian’s upper back.

“You have a lot of tension up here, my boy.” Bison commented.

“I am anxious all of the time!” Valerian commented. “My Border Power often explodes because of it.”

“Now, you didn’t have that ability from birth I’ve heard.” Bison stated.

“No, it just… activated. I mean, I was already a nervous, overly-attached wreck.” Valerian explained. He let out a sigh. “But then, I got dumped and I guess that fucked up my brain chemistry so bad that some latent thing activated. Suddenly when I got really mad, I cut the power to the whole house.”

Valerian bitterly remembered how lonely he felt during that time. He was scared and in constant pain and he thought he was a monster, and nobody could help him. He didn’t have anyone that he truly trusted that cared enough about how hurt he was.

Bison’s hands on his lower back brought Valerian to the present. Valerian was here now, doing better than he ever could have imagined. He wasn’t lonely anymore. Not at all.

Valerian yelped when he felt Bison grab the hell out of his thigh. He just knew he was going to have some embarrassing bruises that he didn’t want to deal with explaining to others.

“Your legs are so…” Bison caressed Valerian’s leg. “ Shapely . I can’t remember who your mother was, but I don’t think any of the women who I laid with had legs this good.”

Valerian squealed and buried his face in the beach towel. Bison’s rough hands squeezed and scoured every inch of Valerian’s legs. It barely even felt like he was putting on sunscreen anymore, just taking an excuse to feel up his son.

Valerian laid sprawled out on the towel, buttered up and hopelessly aroused. He almost felt inclined to beg for his dad’s cock right there and then.

“Valerian, my boy, come along.” Bison pulled Valerian up onto his feet. “We have work to do. Help me bury F.A.N.G in the sand.”

Valerian followed his father eagerly. But then, he noticed something.

In Bison’s swim trunks was the unmistakable outline of an erection. And holy fuck, was it a big one. Valerian couldn’t help but think about how badly that thing would bust open his tight pussy.

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Valerian was getting ready for bed. It had taken off its makeup, brushed its teeth, and was now wearing nothing but an oversized shirt.

Valerian climbed into bed and pulled the covers up over itself. It turned off the light and turned on a podcast, just so its thoughts wouldn’t get out of hand. Valerian rolled over and closed its eyes.

But, Valerian felt uneasy. It couldn’t get itself to sleep that night. It spent at least an hour tossing and turning and trying to get comfortable, but it just couldn’t.

It was while Valerian was laying flat on its back and staring forward blankly that it noticed the darkness shift. The faint moonlight from the window showed that there was an outline of something that wasn’t there before. A body. A large one.

Valerian quietly watched the shape, a pit of fear in its gut. It shut its eyes, hoping that whatever this was wouldn’t realize it was awake.

Valerian recognized the footfalls walking across the floor and to its bedside. Its soul felt lighter now.

“Valerian.” A familiar voice said. “Can’t sleep?”

The light next to Valerian’s bed turned on and Valerian could now see that Bison had quietly entered its room. It rolled over and looked up at him.

“Yeah, I can’t sleep.” Valerian replied. “You freaked me out a little there. But, it’s okay.” Valerian giggled. “Thought you were a monster.”

“Not the kind you should be worried about.” Bison said. He reached out and stroked Valerian’s hair. He noticed that Valerian’s covers were haphazardly tugged over it.

Bison silently began tucking the covers into the mattress. Valerian simply watched him.

“What are you doing?” Valerian asked.

“Tucking you in. What does it look like?” Bison replied.

Bison patted Valerian’s head after he finished up.

“Maybe it’ll be easier for you to sleep now.” Bison said. “Not getting enough sleep is bad for your health, you know.”

“I know.” Valerian replied. “But, I don’t like sleeping that much. It makes you miss things.”

Bison placed a hand on Valerian’s cheek.

“I need you to sleep now. We have a big day tomorrow and I need you to give it your all. You can’t give it your all if you haven’t slept enough.” Bison said.

“Alright…” Valerian said.

Valerian closed its eyes and snuggled into its pillow. Bison looked over at the plush toy collection Valerian had amassed. He took one, a plush of Pollun from Futari wa Pretty Cure, and pushed it into Valerian’s arms. Valerian’s eyes fluttered open in mild surprise, but it accepted the toy and closed its eyes.

Bison waited for a moment before climbing into the bed next to Valerian and holding its head close to his chest. Valerian’s eyes shot open again, but Bison closed them gently with his fingertips.

Valerian could hear the soft beat of Bison’s heart. The soft pitter-patter of blood pumping soothed Valerian’s troubled soul. Being this close to Bison felt right. It felt like… home.

“Dad, can I crawl back in your balls?” Valerian blearily asked. Bison sputtered out a laugh. As amusing as it was, Bison felt a sense of pride at this.

To the sound of Bison’s heartbeat, Valerian drifted off. It was finally able to get the sleep it deeply needed. Maybe a better sleep than it’d ever had.

Even when Bison was sure Valerian was asleep, he remained. He listened to the sound of Valerian’s soft breaths. Bison felt true joy holding his sleeping son like this. But… he was also plagued with regret.

Bison was never there for Valerian before. Bison didn’t even know Valerian existed until the previous year. There were so many years gone that they could never get back. Valerian’s first words, first steps, so many special moments that Bison would never share with it.

If Bison knew that Valerian would have been this wonderful, would have filled his life with laughter and joy like this, he would have stayed. He would have given everything up to be there.

Maybe, if Bison was there all along, Valerian would be calm and happy instead of being a nervous wreck most of the time.

A single tear splashed onto Valerian’s pillow. It didn’t come from Valerian’s eye.

Suddenly, Valerian started softly wiggling under its covers. It released the plushie and reached out from under the covers, grabbing onto Bison’s waist so tightly.

Bison felt overcome with emotion at this. Even though Bison had missed so much of Valerian’s life, Valerian still needed him. Valerian hadn’t had the chance to properly grow up. Inside, it was still just a little child that needed its father.

Bison held Valerian’s head a bit tighter.

“Mine…” Bison whispered. “My angel, I want to share the rest of your life with you. I don’t want to miss anything else. Please, don’t ever leave me.”

Valerian squeezed tighter, like it was unconsciously reassuring Bison that it would never leave him. It was then, Bison decided he was sleeping in Valerian’s bed that night.

Bison drifted off, soothed by the sound of his angel’s soft breaths.

Valerian woke up to an empty bed, but a calm soul. It sat up and yawned.

In the pale sunlight, something appeared. It was Bison, holding a platter of food.

“Good morning, sunshine. I made you breakfast.” Bison said, in a strangely sweet voice.

Valerian looked at Bison, confused as he set the platter down on its lap.

“Thanks.” Valerian said.

Once Valerian had finished its breakfast, Bison silently removed it from bed and began brushing its hair.

In the mirror, Valerian could see Bison was smiling. It wasn’t his typical maniacal grin, no, there was no malice at all. Just a soft, warm smile. Fatherly.

“Who are you?” Valerian softly asked. “And what have you done to international supervillain M. Bison?”

“Can’t an international supervillain brush his son’s hair sometimes?” Bison playfully shot back.

Bison placed his hand on Valerian’s shoulder as he brushed. Valerian reached up and touched his hand. Bison paused for a moment and Valerian could see his smile falter. Bison’s smile returned and he pushed his fingers between Valerian’s, holding onto its hand tightly.

Bison grabbed Valerian’s makeup bag. He turned Valerian around and stared at its face. God, Valerian was so young. Its skin was soft and smooth and supple, and its eyes were so bright.

“Dad?” Valerian asked.

“You look so different without your makeup.” Bison whispered. He almost didn’t want to cover it up. Valerian‘s youthful beauty was something that deserved to be seen without being suffocated under flashy blue lipstick and metal.

But Bison put that lipstick on Valerian anyway, even though now he hated it even more. He always thought it was gaudy, but now he loathed it for covering up his baby.

Soon, Valerian dressed himself, and the delicate little creature was replaced by a flashy psychic warrior. Bison was astonished at how much Valerian changed.

Bison lingered at the doorway. He had to go get changed himself. But he knew the second he put on those clothes, that this sweet morning would be over. Bison looked down at his simple sleep clothes, and thought that if an onlooker didn’t know better, they’d think of Bison and Valerian as just another father and son.

Part of Bison just wanted to be Valerian’s Daddy. Spending each day in calm and bliss, caring for his son. Right now he just wanted to say fuck it and get Valerian out of those stupid clothes and snuggle the day away.

But he knew he couldn’t. He knew that it had to go back to big bad supervillain Bison and psychic killing machine bodyguard Valerian sooner rather than later.

Bison opened the door, the dark metal halls greeting him coldly. But, he was soon overcome with warmth. A pair of wiry arms around his waist.

“Can I watch?” Valerian asked.

Soon, Bison dressed himself as Valerian sat on his king sized bed. Bison looked over and saw that Valerian was swinging its legs. He couldn’t help but smile.

Bison was dressed, but something crucial was missing.

“Where’s my hat?” Bison asked. Valerian noticed it on a nearby desk and picked it up. It walked over with a proud smile.

“Thank you, Valerian.” Bison reached out to take the hat, but Valerian didn’t give it to him. Valerian smoothed down Bison’s white hair before placing the hat on his head. Valerian looked so proud of itself for this maneuver.

Bison’s heart nearly exploded with joy. Valerian was just so…

“Come here, you!” Bison picked Valerian up and attacked its cheeks with kisses. Valerian squealed and giggled. Bison took a moment to relish the sound of Valerian’s laughter.

Valerian quickly pressed a kiss to Bison’s lips, no doubt leaving a big blue stain on them, and nuzzled against his cheek. Its gold nose ring was cold on Bison’s skin. Bison couldn’t help but feel so lucky to have moments like these.

But, all good things have to end.

Bison and Valerian stepped out into the hall. Suddenly, Bison felt Valerian pressed up against his back.

“You know. I’m not all that mad at you for being gone.” Valerian said. “If I get mad at you for that I would have to be mad at you for everything.”

Valerian grabbed onto Bison’s coat.

“But, is it okay if I ask you to be here from now on?” Valerian asked.

Bison grabbed Valerian’s hand carefully, minding its spiked knuckle dusters.

“I‘ve already resolved that I would be here.” Bison said. “From now on, until the stars go out.”

Valerian squeezed Bison’s hand tightly.

“Thanks, Dad.” Valerian said.

Bison turned around and pulled Valerian into a tight hug. Bison immediately knew he didn’t want to let go.

“I love you, Valerian.” Bison said. “I just wanted you to know that in case something happens today.”

Valerian hugged back. “I love you too, Daddy.”

And then, they went off.

Valerian read a British PJ Masks magazine while playing with the cheap toy that it came with. It scratched at its bandages. Valerian was so fixated on its magazine that it didn’t notice the presence in its room.

A large hand closed the magazine. Before Valerian could protest, it was kissed on the forehead. Valerian was greeted with Bison’s warm smile.

“Time for bed.” Bison said, so softly.

Valerian put its toy and magazine away before performing its bedtime ritual. Valerian climbed in bed, where Bison tucked it in. Bison climbed in next to it.

Valerian closed its eyes as it laid against Bison’s bandaged chest. Bison’s heart was overflowing with pure love.

“I hope I never have to miss another moment with you.” Bison whispered.

Valerian held Bison’s hand. “Not if I can help it.”

Bison and Valerian drifted to sleep together to each other’s sounds. Tomorrow, they’d surely be a dictator and his killing machine again. But tonight, they were simply a father and son, finding comfort and security in each other’s arms.

But no matter what, they would stick together and love each other. Forevermore.

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Valerian was sitting in his room minding his own business. Suddenly, the door burst open. Standing there was a furious Bison.

“Veevee…” Bison said, in a sickeningly sweet voice.

“Y-Yes?” Valerian asked.

“Daddy just had a deal go sour. He’s very angry.” Bison said. “It’s not your fault at all, but I need to take it out on you.”

“Okay!” Valerian chirped. He pranced over to Bison, who snatched him up.

Bison threw Valerian over the padded bench like he was a sweaty shirt after a long day. Valerian looked at the wall of tools and wondered which one Daddy would use on him. Bison pulled Valerian closer and spread his legs in one motion. He grabbed at Valerian’s clothes, ripping them off with frightening ease.

Bison snarled as he struggled with his fly. Every second not spent taking his rage out on Valerian was a second that made him angrier. He finally pulled it out and immediately after shoved it into Valerian’s sparsely wet pussy. Valerian let out the most humiliating little sound.

Bison immediately swung his fist down and punched Valerian in the stomach. He pummeled at Valerian’s gut as he thrusted into him. Valerian kept having the wind knocked out of him, drool trickling down his cheek.

Despite everything, Valerian was happy. All he felt towards his father at this moment was love.

Bison’s strikes crept higher until reaching Valerian’s face. He slapped Valerian’s tender cheeks repeatedly until they were each red, then purple. Bison wrapped his meaty hands around Valerian’s throat and began slamming his head against the cushioned surface.

Valerian’s head felt foggy and tight. He reached up and pawed at Bison’s arms, but that only got his head slammed harder. Suddenly, everything went dark.

Valerian woke up a few hours later and noticed a few things. First, he was in Bison’s bed. Second, he was wrapped in a blanket. Three, he had recently been creampied.

Bison entered the room with a frown. “Ah, Veevee! Daddy got carried away.”

Bison sat on the bed and petted Valerian’s hair.

“Nah, you’re fine.” Valerian said. “I like my father’s fists more than my mother’s mouth.”

“Your what?” Bison asked.

“When mom got mad she’d verbally abuse me. That just made me want to kill her violently!” Valerian said with a giggle. “But being roughhoused by my big strong Daddy who takes better care of me than she ever did and cares about me more than she ever will… it feels kinda good.”

Bison patted Valerian on the head.

“Sweet boy…” Bison whispered.

Valerian patted his tummy. It felt like a big bruise.

“Fuck, that’s gonna be good for a while… Thanks, dad!” Valerian chirped.

“Thank you, Veevee, for being my punching bag.” Bison purred.

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Bison was sitting above his dead son, looking down at it with such deep affection.

Valerian’s pale neck was marred by purple bruises. Bruises which would never heal. Its skin was sporadically marked with hickies and bites and bruises and even a few cuts.

Bison couldn’t help but find Valerian’s corpse so beautiful. He picked Valerian up and kissed its soft lips. They had a faint blue tint from the blue lipstick that had come off all over Bison’s body. It looked so perfectly dead right now.

Bison ran his fingers over the violet bruise. He had gone too far this time. He really didn’t mean to kill his son this time. But it felt so good to wring its soft neck.

It wasn’t a big deal though. Valerian had a good few new bodies ready. So, Bison wouldn’t miss it for very long.

But for now, Bison would love Valerian just as he was planning to.

Bison kissed each of Valerian’s wounds, starting at its neck. He kissed down Valerian’s body before arriving at its core. Bison’s semen was still trickling out of it.

As Bison kissed Valerian’s velvet sleeve, he thought of how lucky he was.

Bison was beyond humanity. A god, even. No matter how many deaths he died, he would always come back. He thought he’d have no equal.

Though that remained true, he found someone who might have been close.

Valerian was like a young god. It had earned its place at Bison’s side. As his son, as his prince, as his consort.

Bison almost felt sorry for the lowly masses. They were too bound up with their pithy morals to ever find themselves something like Bison had. This power, this love, it was only for true gods like him and his Valerian.

Bison contemplated for only a moment the person that had so easily thrown away Valerian and replaced it. He felt angry at them for treating his son like a disposable toy, but he was at least glad they’d gotten out of the way. If they hadn’t, Valerian would have never found its true role in life.

One day, Bison would rule the world with an iron fist, and Valerian would be wrapped around his arm. They would live forever, love forever.

Bison licked his lips of his own semen and the residue of Valerian’s wetness and grabbed the knife off the side table. He swiftly slit his throat.

Bison laid down calmly at Valerian’s side and gently closed its eyes with his fingertips. He had a brand new body at the ready, and this one was hitting capacity. He warmly smiled as he held Valerian’s hand, moving its fingers so its rigor mortis would lock them into Bison’s.

Bison took joy in the fact that there wasn’t another human being strong enough to experience this. Love for everybody else would only ever end in death or heartbreak. Love could never really be forever. Not for anyone but Bison and Valerian.

Their love would last for all of eternity. Beyond death, and death, and death again. Beyond the fall of man. When the stars blinked out one by one Bison and Valerian would be still making love in the remains of the Milky Way.

Bison and Valerian’s corpses were discovered the next morning. Valerian looked to be sleeping peacefully while Bison had a contented smile. They could have been mistaken to have just been cuddling if not for the wounds on their throats.

It wasn’t a big deal. They both had new bodies, as stated before. They would be back very soon.

F.A.N.G looked over the two bodies, right next to each other in their tanks. He smiled.

Father and son. Lovers. Gods. A love that would last longer than life itself.

M. Bison and Valerian Bison would always be together. Forevermore.

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Valerian had carved out a comfortable life for himself. Cammy had helped him out immensely and he couldn’t be more grateful. Valerian had a good job, a comfortable apartment, and he had even asked a cute guy to coffee.

Valerian thought of that guy so hard as he got ready for bed. A lovely blond goth that Valerian was crushing on at first sight. But deep inside, a sickening feeling wouldn’t go away. He wondered if he deserved this chance to be normal. This was better than anything he’d ever had, but he’d done horrible, horrible things. There were so many people who deserved this more, needed more.

But Valerian knew that kind of thinking wasn’t the least bit productive. He had this life, and he had to accept it. It wasn’t going to be any help to anybody if he rejected this.

And so, Valerian got cozy in his bed, and went to sleep.

Valerian woke up suddenly in the night. The red letters of the clock by his bed said it was three A.M. This was fine. Valerian had a habit of shift-sleeping.

But, there was a sense of dread that Valerian couldn’t shake. Maybe it was just Valerian’s silly brain being silly about waking up at three in the morning, the witching hour.

Valerian got up and went to prepare himself something to drink.

Valerian stirred a sweet drink and then sipped from it. He went to his window and looked out. The moon was so bright tonight. It was full and glowing upon the city streets.

Valerian suddenly noticed something in the pale moonlight.

Some guy was just standing there. Valerian’s apartment was on the top floor, so he couldn’t easily make out any of their features. But, the pit of dread in his gut dug deeper. He felt like that man was looking up at him. This guy could make out as much of him as Valerian could of them.

Valerian backed away, shutting the curtains hurriedly. He didn’t know what he was so scared about. Valerian still could use Border Power, so he could defend himself from most people. But, the feeling wouldn’t go away.

Valerian sat in his bed and sipped his drink. He couldn’t calm himself. That man standing outside was stuck in his head.

Valerian finished his drink. He walked over and shut his curtains. At least to ease his troubled mind. Then, he went back to bed. He left his cup on the side table. He felt too shaken to try and go back into the kitchen.

Uneasy, Valerian went to sleep. But, just as he went to sleep, he could hear breathing. He held his breath for a moment and it stopped. Then, Valerian was able to sleep.

Valerian woke up only a couple of hours later. He felt annoyed at this. Why couldn’t he just sleep? Why was he letting some random ass weirdo outside get to him? It was still dark. This country was farther north than any that Valerian had spent time in, so the sun rose later than he was ever used to.

But something was really wrong. Valerian felt like he was being watched. The pale moonlight faintly illuminated the inside of his room. Not much, but Valerian could see the faint outline of every object in his room.

There was a strangely dark shadow in the corner of the room.

Valerian, ever so slowly, reached for the light. He pulled the lamp’s string. In an instant, Valerian’s nightmares came to life.

Standing in the corner of the room was Bison. They smiled a big, horrible smile at Valerian.

“Thought you could get away?” Bison asked.

Valerian pushed his back up against the headboard, fear gripping his heart. He almost hoped he’d drop dead of a heart attack right at this moment just so he wouldn’t have to go through whatever Bison was going to put him through.

Bison laughed as they climbed on the bed. Valerian’s body sparked with energy.

Suddenly, Valerian was wrapped in a tight embrace.

“I miss you.” Bison said. “I’ve been searching for you for so many months. I’ve been missing my little baby so terribly.”

Bison pulled back. “Look at you. This place is so… dull. It doesn’t fit a prince.”

Bison caressed Valerian’s cheek. Valerian smacked their hand away. Bison responded by smacking him across the face.

Bison used their Psycho Power to hold Valerian’s limbs down. His wrists were pinned together above his head and his legs were spread wide open.

“There we go. Looks like you need some convincing.” Bison said.

Bison lowered their head between Valerian’s thighs, pulling up the hem of his shirt.

“You still forgo underpants when you sleep?” Bison asked. “Good boy. You make things easy for the both of us.”

Bison spread Valerian’s lips and kissed him on the clit. Valerian whimpered as Bison’s big, broad tongue swept over his folds.

“So, I heard you had a date tomorrow.” Bison slapped Valerian’s ass. “Cheating whore. I bet he can’t eat your sweet pussy like I’m doing.”

“Mmm, I’m not a…” Valerian protested.

“Oh, but you can’t terminate your relationship with me.” Bison growled. “Once you agreed to take your place as Prince of Shadaloo, you became mine. There’s no going back on that no matter how much you wish you could.”

Bison dug their teeth into the skin of Valerian’s thigh before fluttering their tongue over his clit.

“So if you delude yourself into thinking you can have somebody else, you’re cheating on me.” Bison growled. “It’s alright though. It would only have been a coffee date, you’re not even going on it now.”

Valerian let out a small moan as Bison sucked his clit.

“You hear that?” Bison asked. “Who would want that but me? No self respecting person would take the sloppy seconds of the worst man alive, let alone if those sloppy seconds were that man’s son.”

Bison kissed and sucked on Valerian’s little clit.

“A body that has been used so many times by your own father. You’re disgusting, Valerian. No one would want you if they knew what you did with me.” Bison growled.

Valerian began to cry. Maybe Bison was right. Maybe nobody would want him after all the sex that he’d had with his own fucking dad nonetheless.

Bison lifted their head up from between Valerian’s legs. They leaned in close and held Valerian’s face.

“Don’t cry.” Bison whispered. “It’s okay, Daddy’s here.”

Bison wiped Valerian’s tears away with their thumbs.

“I’m going to want you no matter what. You’re mine forever, and I’m going to keep you.” Bison whispered. “I’ll never leave you. I’ll never let you leave.”

Bison kissed Valerian on the lips. The sour taste of his own juices permeated Valerian’s mouth.

Valerian heard unzipping, and before he could protest, he felt a cock enter his damp pussy. Bison groaned in utter satisfaction.

“ Fuck !” Bison shouted. “You’re so fucking tight now!”

Bison thrusted viciously into Valerian’s hot, damp pussy. Valerian moaned and whimpered, helpless to do anything but be stuffed with cock. It actually hurt a little bit to be crammed so deep and full after so long.

“I can feel you haven’t been playing with yourself at all. Your pussy’s like it was when you laid with me for the first time.” Bison let out a growl as they gave a particularly hard thrust. “Can’t even fit half my cock. That’s okay, Veevee, we can teach your pussy to hilt me again.”

Valerian’s sounds were somewhere between moans of pleasure and shouts of rage. He didn’t ever want to feel so much pleasure from Bison again, but Bison’s fat cock was hitting all the right spots.

“There’s no shame in feeling good, Valerian.” Bison purred. “Let your mind slip away, let the façade break. Give yourself back to me and only to me.”

“I’m not, I’m not yours anymore! I’m my own, ahhhn, person.” Valerian whined.

Bison’s grin grew wider, amused. “Oh really? If you’re not mine, then surely you’ll be able to resist cumming if I do…”

Bison began rubbing on Valerian’s tiny pink clit.

That was it for Valerian. He came unbelievably hard on Bison’s cock. His entire lower half seemed to clench. His eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned so loudly. Bison let out a malicious cackle.

“You’re mine. You always were, and always fucking will be.” Bison growled. “Let’s see if we can make it happen again.”

Bison continued to thrust and stroke Valerian. Valerian whimpered as his still tender clit was tortured by Bison’s rough finger. Valerian soon had his second orgasm. His juices flowed down Bison’s cock.

Valerian came again and again and again. He felt utterly defeated as Bison raped him into orgasm after orgasm.

“Fuck, baby, you’re such a slut for me.” Bison purred. “I don’t want anyone else to know how good this juicy pussy feels.”

Valerian began to weep. It seemed like things were getting better but now they were all ruined.

“I’m not strong enough…” Valerian whimpered. “I’m not strong enough and now everything’s ruined.”

Bison placed their finger over Valerian’s lips.

“Shhh, baby. There’s nobody strong enough to defeat me.” Bison whispered. “Don’t feel too bad. Can’t you see? You just made everything worse for yourself.”

“Huh?” Valerian whimpered.

“Look at you. You’ve regressed. Caring about ‘morals’ is nothing but an act of self torture.” Bison growled. “Look, I’ll give you a choice. Either you stay here where you’ll probably break under the weight of your own actions and take your own life, or you come home with me and have your spoiled little hedonist lifestyle back, carefree and joyful.”

It only took a moment for Valerian’s will to shatter.

“I’ll… I’ll come back home with Daddy.” Valerian said. “I-I’m sorry I tried to leave and be normal.”

Bison jabbed Valerian’s g-spot, forcing out the loudest moan. Bison grinned wildly as they fucked so deeply into Valerian’s pussy.

“Good boy!” Bison patted Valerian’s head. “You’re not normal. You’re so much more than that. You will be by my side as my son and consort for all of eternity. That’s where you belong.”

Bison embraced Valerian as they pounded him.

“Oh fuck, I’m close.” Bison groaned. “I’m going to mark you as mine forever with my cum.”

Bison engulfed Valerian in a crushing kiss as they ejaculated right up against his cervix. Valerian’s legs quivered as he came one last time.

Valerian had failed completely.

Cammy was so worried. Valerian’s apartment had been completely vacated. Nobody at work had seen him in days. That man he’d asked out said that Valerian simply never showed up.

Cammy felt hope surging through her as the special text message sound she had specifically for Valerian filled her ears. She quickly checked her messages.

Her hopes were all too quickly dashed.

Valerian was back in his prince attire, Bison standing next to him and grinning wildly. Their white eyes seemed to burn through the screen, into Cammy’s soul. Valerian had a white substance on his tongue, hair tousled and face red.

“Sorry, but I failed! I’ve gone back with Daddy to live as their Prince again! There’s no use in redeeming me! I’m just going to go back to being a nasty little masochist dad fucker because being a moral human being is too fucking hard! Hedonism is so easy! I don’t want to regret my actions! I just want to be a mindless happy pet!”

Cammy felt tears welling up in her eyes. Despite the contents of the message being Valerian’s own words, she had faith that he didn’t really want to write them.

Cammy was going to save Valerian in the end. No matter how hard it was, no matter how many times she had to do it. It took so many tries to save her sisters for good, but now they were happy and free.

One day, it would be the same for her brother.

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Bison and Valerian sat across from one another. A six shooter sat between them.

“Whoever wins gets to have a penis. Loser has to take the winner’s dick first thing after resurrecting.” Bison said. Valerian smiled and nodded.

Bison loaded up the gun and spun the chamber. They flipped a coin.

“Tails. That means you go first.” Bison said. They passed the gun to Valerian. Valerian shoved the gun deep inside its pussy, pushing it up against the cervix. With a shaking hand, Valerian pulled the trigger.

Click!

Valerian was safe. It passed the gun back to Bison. Smoothly and nonchalantly, they stuffed the gun inside.

Click!

Bison passed the gun back to Valerian.

“Both your corpse and your new body will be mine when I win. I’ll fuck you on top of your rotting body.” Bison growled.

Valerian simply giggled.

“That’s fine!” Valerian chirped. Valerian stuffed the gun inside itself. It took a deep breath.

“This never gets easier.” Valerian whined. It squeezed its eyes shut as it squeezed the trigger, bracing for pain.

Click!

Valerian released the breath it was holding and passed it back. Bison pressed the barrel of the gun against their cervix.

“I’m sure the next shot is your bullet.” Bison growled. They pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Bison’s eyes widened. Blood oozed from their vagina. Bison looked down at their vagina in shock.

“You… You win, Veevee.” Bison said.

Valerian slowly pulled the gun from Bison’s ruined pussy and licked the blood and juices off. Valerian reached into the box of bullets and popped one in the revolver.

“Kiss me goodbye, Daddy?” Valerian asked.

“Of course.” Bison said.

Bison and Valerian shared a small, sweet kiss.

“I’m going to miss you, Daddy.” Valerian said.

“It’s not like I’m truly dead. Just think of it as me going out on business.” Bison said.

“But I miss you when you go on business.” Valerian whined.

“Oh. Well, in that case, I’ll use my phantom form to play with you more so you won’t get lonely.” Bison said.

“Okay!” Valerian chirped. It picked up the gun and pointed it between Bison’s eyes. “Bye, Daddy. Love you!”

“I love you too, Valerian. See you soon.” Bison said. Valerian squeezed the trigger.

BANG!

And Bison’s latest body was no more. Valerian couldn’t help but cry at times like these. Valerian loved its Daddy, after all.

Soon enough, Valerian had a dick and Bison was restored with a pussy.

Valerian humped desperately into Bison’s hot pussy.

“Wet dreams weren’t enough, were they?” Bison asked teasingly.

“I missed my Dad. Fuck, your pussy is so warm.” Valerian mewled. “Um, this is a bit embarrassing, but…”

“But what?” Bison asked.

“Can you fuck me with the strap after this?” Valerian asked.

“Are you really still a cock pet?” Bison asked.

“I can’t help it.” Valerian whined.

“Okay, I’ll make you cum again on my strap on.” Bison said. “Strap on sex is a very different thing than just fucking you with my natural cock. Not worse, but different.”

“It’d be fun to try.” Valerian said.

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Valerian whimpered as he clasped his hands in front of him. Oh, how he wished he wasn’t a leotard guy right now. Perhaps, this would be easier to hide then.

Valerian shuddered as he failed to meet the eyes of his father. It seemed Valerian was never able to meet those piercing white voids no matter the circumstances. Especially not in these, though.

“What brings you here, Valerian?” Bison asked.

“Um, I need some fatherly advice.” Valerian explained, not moving his hands from a particular spot. “Mr. F.A.N.G helped me get a body upgrade, but, I’m having more trouble with it than I thought I would.”

“Well, let’s see it.” Bison commanded.

Valerian moved his hands away to reveal a tent pitched in his shorts. It was a modest little cock, but the outline of Valerian’s balls was also visible.

“How do you go about hiding these when they pop up out of nowhere?” Valerian asked. Bison suddenly grinned.

“I can show you the best way to get rid of a pesky erection, my boy.” Bison growled.

“The best way?” Valerian asked. Bison stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders.

“It’s fun too.” Bison whispered. “Let Father show you.”

Valerian was soon whimpering as Bison’s feet worked his cock over. They were surprisingly soft for how rugged he generally was. Valerian’s cock was spewing precum.

“You leak like a faucet.” Bison chided. “How pathetic.”

Valerian yelped as he spewed on his Dad’s feet.

“Already?” Bison huffed. “Your endurance is pitiful, boy.”

“Hey, you’re the one stroking me with those silky soles!” Valerian whimpered. He let out a squeak as Bison squeezed his balls between his toes. Valerian’s cock twitched, threatening to spring back to life.

“You pathetic boy . Don’t tell me you enjoyed that.” Bison purred. “I don’t think I’m satisfied with your performance. You’re going to empty those plump little cum tanks all over your father’s feet, alright? No matter how many times I have to squeeze it out of you.”

“Y-Yes, Daddy…” Valerian whimpered.

“Good boy.” Bison softly stroked at Valerian’s flaccid cock. It soon stood to attention. Valerian’s cock was still so sensitive from his last orgasm, so he was whimpering.

“What a pathetic whelp…” Bison squeezed Valerian’s chest through his leotard. “You have no chance against my Psycho Power footjob.”

Bison's feet sparked with purple energy and he stroked faster. Valerian whimpered and wiggled. Bison held him firm.

“There’s no escape. You’re only getting out of here when I’ve wrung every last droplet out of you, boy.” Bison growled.

“I’ll… I’ll give every last drop of my cum to your soft soles, Daddy.” Valerian whimpered. “I’m Daddy’s pathetic little footslut. Prematurely ejaculating for Daddy’s soft soles.”

Bison was speechless for a moment. “You’ve had practice, haven’t you?”

“Ah, this is my very first footjob…” Valerian giggled. “But I am really into dirty talk, so…”

Bison grinned. “Keep talking, tell me all about this.” Bison rubbed a little harder.

“Ah, I’m a pathetic little whelp who can’t help but shoot for my Daddy’s toes way too fast.” Valerian whined. “I get so excited by feet I can’t help but to prematurely ejaculate…”

“Yes, my little boy.” Bison stroked a bit harder. “You’re going to soak my feet in your seed. I’m going to turn your cute little tanuki balls into prunes.”

Valerian’s cock twitched.

“Ahh, I’m really close!” Valerian shrieked. “I’m gonna cum again for your soft, strong feet!”

“That’s it , good boy. So weak for me.” Bison growled. “Cum, cum, cum…”

Valerian spewed again, this time making even more cum.

Valerian had several more orgasms milked out of him. He was made to cum and cum and cum relentlessly for god knows how long.

Valerian’s cock went limp before the last pathetic drips of cum oozed from his tip. Valerian looked absolutely spent.

“Oh, Valerian, look at this.” Bison pulled his feet away from Valerian’s cock, revealing how thoroughly soaked his feet were with Valerian’s cum. “There was so much in there, and now it’s all over my feet. How was that for your very first footjob?”

“Incredible. Thank you so much, Daddy.” Valerian kissed his father on the cheek.

“Now, you’re going to lick all of your cum off of my feet and then make me cum as repayment.” Bison growled. “One of those rimming titjobs will do perfectly.”

Soon, Valerian found his tongue roaming all over his father’s soft, cum-soaked feet. Valerian was absolutely spent, but if he even had a bit of energy left in him, he’d have the fattest boner. He might have even been able to cum from this.

Valerian’s silky little tits squeezed around Bison’s shaft as Valerian passionately kissed Bison’s asshole.

“You’re such a dirty boy, Valerian. Licking all my dirtiest places with utter glee.” Bison teased.

Soon, Bison spewed all over Valerian’s lap, soaking his cock in cum.

Bison stared down proudly at Valerian’s cum-soaked cock. The poor little cock had been completely beaten by Bison’s silky soles, but if Valerian had any energy to devote to his cock, he’d be unbelievably hard.

“My cute little foot slut.” Bison said, tickling Valerian’s chin. “Forever mine.”

Chapter Text

The announcement began with a very angry looking Valerian.

“This doesn’t even deserve a formal introduction…” Valerian pulled off his hat dramatically. “Because this is dead serious! The leaked videos I took a few months ago of the base, anyone who has the file…”

Valerian jumped into the air and his body burst with Border Power as he began to shout.

“My Dad and Mr. F.A.N.G are angry with me! They’re blaming it on me! It’s my fault, I admit it, it’s my fault!” Valerian gesticulated wildly as he shouted. “I want everything ABOUT THE BASE. OFF. THE. INTERNET.”

Valerian’s body crackled some more as he swung his arms for emphasis. “I’ll send the soldiers, I’ll send the hackers, I’ll do everything in my power, just so the base is off the-“

“LISTEN TO ME!” Bison boomed as they burst through the door. Valerian jolted a bit.

“Yeah, Dad?” Valerian asked. Valerian and Bison were caught in a feedback loop of “listen to me”s and affirmations that Valerian was going to listen for a moment.

“Shut that off.” Bison growled, pointing at the camera. Valerian went to turn it off, but didn’t and failed to notice that he didn’t.

“I don’t care what you do.” Bison pointed to the camera. “You get those leaks off of the internet, tonight.”

“I’m working on it, Dad-“

“Go work on it!” Bison snapped. Valerian let out a whimper.

“But I am-“

“Do you realize? Do. You. Realize, something? Let me tell you:”  Bison growled. “If Interpol gets a hold of those files that you failed to secure, then they could storm our base, and we would have to move out of it?”

“I know…” Valerian rubbed his arm. “I’m sorry.”

“You go get those…” Bison nervously laughed. “goddamn leaks offline and fast.”

“I am working on it!” Valerian gestured at the camera. “I am making an announcement for all of Shadaloo to get every copy of those leaks offline. Look, Dad, it’s out of my control at this point.”

“Well, get it under control!” Bison snarled.

“Look, I don’t know where to go! I don’t know what to do!” Valerian shouted back.

“Your security oversights caused this, now you figure out how to fix it.” Bison snarled.

“I’m trying to fix it!” Valerian’s body sparked with Border Power, tears gushing from his eyes.

“Go fix it!” Bison shouted.

“I am, I’m, I’m fixing it!” Valerian whimpered and sniffled.

Bison began to walk out of the room. “I’ll be up all night with you if I have to, Valerian. You won’t get a second of sleep until the very last copy of the very last file has been scrubbed from the internet.”

“I’m trying to get started!” Valerian shouted back in a broken voice.

“Well, get started!” Bison snapped back.

“I’m trying to! I’m trying to rally the organization because this is really fucking important!” Valerian shouted.

“I don’t want to have to abandon this base to Interpol.” Bison growled as they leaned back in. “What you have done is tantamount to stabbing us in the back and killing us, Valerian.”

Bison left, and they and Valerian exchanged a few more shouts of “Go fix it” and “I’m fixing it” before Bison was out of earshot. Valerian, before returning to his video, took a few minutes to sit down and cry.

Valerian leaned in and realized that the camera was still on.

“Oh shit.” Valerian muttered. “Was that running the whole time? Sorry you had to see all that.”

Valerian returned to his position and cleared his throat.

“So yeah, get those leaks off the internet,” Valerian’s body had a big surge of Border Power. “NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW !”

The lights flickered on the last now. Valerian dropped and took a few deep breaths.

“Glory to Shadaloo and Lord Bison, death to our enemies. Have a nice day!”

Valerian shut off the camera.

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Valerian had a hard time believing Bison really loved him. He knew Bison was beyond a player before they got together, and the way his last couple of relationships ended, Valerian wasn’t sure if anyone was telling the truth about whether they loved him. Even if Bison really loved him, Valerian felt that it could suddenly change one day and then Valerian would be fucked.

One day, Valerian was thinking about this while Bison gave a speech. Bison glanced over at Valerian from time to time as they spoke. When the speech was over, Bison pulled Valerian aside.

“Sweetheart.” Bison pushed Valerian’s fringe behind his ear. “Are you having doubts about my love for you?”

“Sorry…” Valerian said. “It’s just… I have a hard time believing people when they say they love me.”

“You don’t need to doubt me.” Bison held Valerian’s face. “I love you. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone. I love you more than anyone else has ever loved you.”

Valerian sighed. “But what if you… you change, and suddenly you don’t want me anymore?”

“Oh, honey, no.” Bison said. “I won’t change on a dime. That shitty little Barbie doll you dated wasn’t normal.”

Bison caressed Valerian’s face with both hands.

“I love you. I will always love you.” Bison kissed Valerian on the lips. “I’m never going to leave you. I’m never going to let you leave.”

Bison poked the tip of Valerian’s nose, making him giggle.

“You’re stuck with me.” Bison said with a smile. Bison embraced Valerian. “Our bond is deeper than anything. You are my son, my lover, my fiancé, my future wife, my consort God. We’re going to last forever, and I mean forever.”

Bison picked Valerian up by the waist. “Our love is the greatest in the universe. Ours is a love that can’t and won’t be enjoyed by the common people. They call our love disgusting, but deep down every last one of them is spiteful that they picked their pesky morals over true greatness. Our love is the only one that will truly be forever.”

Bison twirled Valerian around. “Others can only hope to die at their lover’s side and not be pushed aside for the next person. We will never die. Our love will still be there when mankind lives no longer. Our love will still be there when the planet is turned to rubble. Our love will still be there when every star goes out.”

“You really want to do this, like, for real, actual forever?” Valerian said. “Like, billions of years?”

“I mean it. And I know when a new universe is born from the ashes of the old, our love will be the first thing in it.” Bison said. “Our love is the perfect one. No love will ever compare to it. So, my darling, do not doubt something so absolute. It is more certain than anything that ever was, or ever will be.”

Valerian thought for a moment, then nodded.

“Okay.” Valerian sighed. “Sorry my brain is like this.”

Bison patted Valerian on the head. “Silly boy.”

Valerian kissed Bison on the lips. “I love you a lot. I hope you never feel like I don’t. I don’t want you to worry or be afraid of losing me.”

“I must admit, sometimes…” Bison sighed. “I am indeed afraid of losing you.”

Valerian kissed Bison on the forehead comfortingly. Bison let out a small laugh.

“I’m sorry for trying to leave.” Valerian said. “I just think that…”

“Quiet. There’s only me for you and there’s only you for me. I’ll never love anyone else like I love you.” Bison said. “Although I know that your heart is drawn to mine, I’m still afraid that somehow you’ll be lost forever. You’ll go away and I’ll never be able to find you again.”

Valerian nuzzled his nose against Bison’s. “That’s… kinda cute that you have irrational fears too.”

“Quiet, boy.” Bison said with a small smile. “I will do anything to keep you with me, my dearest Valerian. I would tear apart the entire universe to find you if I needed to.”

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Valerian was glad that it decided to ask for Bison’s corpse the next time they changed bodies. Valerian missed its father. It would be a long while before Bison would be back.

For now, Valerian had the body.

Valerian entered the special room it had prepared just for Bison’s body. Bison’s corpse lay in a glass coffin, stewing in a soup of their own rot. They looked almost unrecognizable, well into putrefaction. The stench of their decay filled the air. Valerian removed its clothes and heaped them in a pile. It then shut the door, sealing it tight. Now Valerian could be immersed in its father’s rot.

Valerian strutted over to Bison, sultry, like a lover. Even in this state, Bison was Valerian’s master. Everything it did was for Bison’s pleasure. Valerian opened the coffin and the stench hit it like a truck. Valerian’s cock stood to attention, even though Valerian was gagging. Valerian barely held back its gags as it hovered itself into the casket. Valerian’s cock was stained with Bison’s rot.

Valerian lowered itself and rubbed its body against Bison’s corpse. The under frame of Bison’s cock was miraculously still there, and Valerian’s own cock rubbed against it. Valerian’s moans of pleasure were interspersed with gags. Valerian pressed kisses against Bison’s exposed teeth.

Valerian suddenly vomited, its puke immersing itself amongst the puddle of rot. Valerian hated to vomit, but found itself eager to see how the vomit affected the rot.

Valerian knew it had to fill its stomach again. It dug its hands into Bison’s sloughing skin and pulled it away, forcing the rotten meat into its mouth. Valerian stuffed it deep inside, past its gagging throat, like trying to stuff a rag down a pipe. Through the strain, the rancid meat slid down Valerian’s throat oh so slowly. Valerian’s stomach growled in protest as the rotten flesh entered it. Valerian took several handfuls, cramming them down its throat.

This was an act of worship. An all too literal communion. The rot was consecrated.

Valerian painted its skin with its father’s putrid fluids. Holy rot. Sacred decay. Valerian licked its fingers, tasting the sulfur and rot. Valerian took more handfuls of sloughing flesh, and turned them into mouthfuls.

Bison was eager to show their newest body to Valerian. But, they couldn’t find it anywhere. Nobody knew where it went. While searching, Bison found an airtight door in Valerian’s playroom that wasn’t there before. With no other choice, they used their Psycho Power to open it.

The smell hit them first, and the sight right after.

Valerian was nude, hunched in a casket full of some sort of black fluid. Bison could hear it gagging and slurping.

“Valerian?” Bison called.

Valerian twisted around, and Bison could see that there was something black and rotted in its mouth, ichor dripping down its chin. Valerian’s mouth fell open, and the rotten meat fell out. Valerian’s face was utterly devoid of expression.

Bison actually felt scared of Valerian for a moment.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Bison asked.

Valerian looked honestly embarrassed, almost as if it was caught doing something it didn’t want to be seen doing.

“Ritualistically eating your rotten corpse?” Valerian asked.

“Is this what you wanted it for?” Bison asked.

“… Yes.” Valerian replied. Bison didn’t know how to feel about this. “I was only eating your corpse because I missed you, you know. I wouldn’t kill you just to have this.”

Bison sighed and shook their head, a smile creeping onto their face.

“This is very bad for you, Valerian. It’s morbidly cute, but you could get very sick from eating rotten things.” Bison said. “I can’t believe this is something I have to say, but you can’t eat my corpse anymore.”

“Aww…” Valerian whined, like it was a child forbidden from doing some kind of banal activity with its friends.

“Now get out of there and go take a shower. You’re going to get your stomach pumped and then have an actual meal once your tummy feels better.” Bison said.

“Okay, Dad.” Valerian hovered out of the casket, its legs dripping with rot. It floated to the shower it had installed in the room.

After Valerian had its stomach pumped, it had a nice meal with its father.

“Valerian, why were you eating my corpse?” Bison asked, weirdly casually.

“Few reasons.” Valerian said. “I wanted to have you inside me even when you’re gone. I… It’s an act of devotion. Smearing you all over me and painting my insides with you even when you’re at your filthiest. Forcing you down even as my body tries to reject you.”

Bison almost blushed at this.

“You’re so cute.” Bison poked Valerian’s nose. “Though I don’t want you to get sick, I recognize and enjoy your devotion.”

Bison held Valerian’s chin. “Once you finish your food, you can show me your devotion first hand. Show me how voracious your love is, my darling.”

Valerian was blushing.

“Okay, Dad.” Valerian said.

A few hours later, and Bison and Valerian were both spent. Bison’s body was covered in bite marks and lipstick stains, sometimes in the same spots, and semen was pouring from their vagina. Valerian was cuddled up against them, cock completely flaccid, covered in bites of its own. It looked up at Bison with love and devotion in its eyes.

“I don’t know how I can adequately express how much I love you.” Valerian said.

“The way you’re looking at me right now…” Bison said. “The way you were choking me down… I know you do. I know you love me more than anything.”

Bison pulled Valerian towards them and gave it a fatherly kiss. They rested their forehead against Valerian’s.

“I love you too, baby. More than I’ve ever loved anything.” Bison said. “You are love to me, Valerian, and I want to bathe in you.”

Valerian and Bison fell asleep, nestled together.

Chapter Text

Valerian was walking down an empty street. It seemed eerie but Valerian found it fortunate. Nobody to recognize him, then. He didn’t want the trouble.

Valerian’s eyes turned to a big red butterfly. He was instantly mesmerized, as he was wont to be whenever he saw a bug. This butterfly was such a bold shade of red, like rare fresh meat. Valerian looked around and saw several of them fluttering about.

Valerian was so taken with the butterflies that he didn’t notice the large, sick looking dog that skulked up behind him. By the time the barbed tendrils that ruptured from the dog’s face latched to Valerian’s skin, it was too late.

Bison personally led a team of Shadaloo soldiers to find Valerian. He had been gone for quite a while and hadn’t contacted the base, so Bison was extremely concerned.

Bison and the squad found Valerian lying unconscious on the ground. Bison quickly picked Valerian up. He noticed several tiny wounds on Valerian’s face, like bug bites.

“Veevee! Are you okay?” Bison shouted. “Veevee, what happened?”

The redness of the bug bites grew and deepened, and suddenly, a strange, dark, stony spur burst from Valerian’s chest. Bison dropped Valerian in horror. Valerian’s torso ripped open, and fleshy tendrils wrapped around his body, like a hideous reverse cocoon.

Next thing Valerian knew, he was standing before his frightened, blood soaked father.

“Dad? Dad, why do you look so scared?” Valerian asked in his mind, though the words just wouldn’t come out of his mouth. He knew that if Bison was scared, then he should be terrified. “Oh, god, what happened?”

Valerian noticed that something was off with his perception. Bison looked small. No. Valerian was larger. He looked at his hand and saw that it was much larger, covered in sickly red-purple skin. His whole body must have looked like it was covered in uterine lining.

Bison gazed upon the monster that his son had become, that so effortlessly killed and devoured the whole squad of soldiers. Valerian was still humanoid in shape, but was much, much larger. He had a pair of moth-like red wings coming from his back. His head was horrifying, like a human skull without a lower jaw modified to have toothy insectoid mouthparts. Valerian’s eyes were now fleshy and pulsing, taking up most of his head. He had a second pair of arms sprouting from his sides, each of which was holding half of the same unfortunate soldier. A pair of sinewy antennae sprouted from his head.

Valerian turned and scampered away, horrifyingly fast for his new size.

“Valerian!” Bison shouted. He dashed towards Valerian.

Bison eventually cornered Valerian in a clearing. Valerian was chewing away at the body of a soldier. Bison closed his eyes and reached out psychically.

“Valerian! Can you hear me?” Bison said through telepathy.

Valerian turned his head and Bison could see the gore dripping from his teeth.

“Dad…” Valerian spoke through his mind. “Dad, I’m scared. I don’t know what happened to me.”

Valerian’s fleshy bug eyes filled with tears.

“Daddy, help. I don’t know what to do. I’m so hungry.” Valerian whimpered. “Please. I can’t control myself anymore.”

Bison cautiously stepped forward.

“It’s okay, Veevee. I’m going to fix this.” Bison imparted. Though, he wasn’t sure how. “Come with me, Valerian.”

Suddenly, Valerian snapped forward. His teeth dug into Bison’s shoulder.

“DADDY!” Valerian shouted through the psychic link. “Stop it, body! Stop!”

Valerian, against his own will, began devouring Bison. Tears streamed from his eyes the entire time. Red butterflies fluttered about as Valerian consumed his unwilling meal.

Bison awoke in a hospital bed. He looked over his body, and found it largely intact. Suddenly, the memories rushed back. Valerian ate him. Valerian devoured him completely. But… this body was the same one that Valerian ate. It didn’t feel like a new one. He would have known if he was transferred to a new body.

F.A.N.G entered the room. “Lord Bison!”

“F.A.N.G, where’s Valerian?” Bison asked. “I need to know where he is.”

Speak of the devil, Valerian walked in after F.A.N.G. He looked… normal again. Bison almost thought that the horrible metamorphosis was just a dream, but there was a distinct look of deep remorse in Valerian’s eyes. Valerian went to Bison’s side.

“I’m sorry, Dad.” Valerian said. “I didn’t want to eat you.”

Bison took Valerian’s hand and smiled.

“I already forgave you.” Bison said.

F.A.N.G produced a set of documents and went over them.

“You’ve both been infected with Mogi’s disease.” F.A.N.G began. “It’s a type of transmissible cancer with very strange effects.”

“I turned into a monster and ate a bunch of people.” Valerian said.

“This disease confers extraordinary healing abilities, but with it comes a hunger for human tissue. If the disease is not kept sated, then the host will mutate and seek human tissue.” F.A.N.G explained. “Lord Bison has contracted a lesser form of the virus. He will have the regeneration, but not the hunger.”

Valerian’s stomach growled and he whimpered. He shifted his jaw around, like something in his mouth was uncomfortable.

“Something happened to my teeth when I turned back.” Valerian said. He pulled back his lips to reveal that his teeth were different now. His canines were rounded instead of being flat, much like a chimpanzee’s. He looked more suited to tearing flesh.

“How often does he have to consume human tissue?” Bison asked. “How much of it?”

“A few pounds at a time, every few hours.” F.A.N.G said.

Bison thought over what to do now. Human flesh was far too pricey to keep coming in at that rate. Then, he had an idea.

“Is tissue with someone who also has Mogi’s disease viable as a food source?” Bison asked. F.A.N.G looked over the document some more.

“Yes, actually. Type 2 Mogi’s disease afflicted tissue-that’s yours, Lord Bison-is actually ideal for those with Type 1, what Valerian has.” F.A.N.G said. “Five pounds of tissue from a Type 2 infectee can keep a Type 1 infectee sated for an entire day! A Type 2 infectee can become a permanent food source for a Type 1.”

“Then…” Bison said.

“Dad, you really don’t have to.” Valerian protested. His stomach growled once more.

“Actually, yes. I do.” Bison said. “There is no other option. We can’t afford to continuously buy you human meat. I can’t let you turn into… that, again.”

Valerian whimpered.

“I… I don’t want to hurt my Dad like that.” Valerian said.

“Valerian. Valerian, I need you to eat me.” Bison said. “You have to eat my flesh once a day, every day, for however long it takes.”

“That’s the rest of your lives, Lord Bison! There is no cure for Mogi’s disease. It infects you to the DNA, meaning it will likely even transfer between bodies. We don’t have any uninfected DNA of Valerian’s left. There’s no treatment other than continuously supplying human tissue. Most Type 1 infectees are killed as soon as they revert back to their human forms.” F.A.N.G said.

Bison grabbed Valerian, holding him tightly.

“Don’t you even think about killing Valerian.” Bison held Valerian’s forehead against his own. “Valerian, my precious angel. Please, eat me.”

“Isn’t it going to hurt?” Valerian asked.

“You know that I can handle it.” Bison said. “It’s worth it if it’s you, anyway.”

Valerian began to cry.

“Daddy…” Valerian collapsed into Bison’s arms.

“Shhh, everything’s okay. We can manage.” Bison said.

Not much later, Valerian and Bison were in Bison’s bed together. Bison had his chest out, and Valerian was nuzzled into his side.

“I’m scared.” Valerian whimpered. “I don’t want to do this.”

“Valerian, please.” Bison said. “If you don’t, you’re going to eat me again anyway. You’ll eat my entire body then. It’s much more preferable to eat part of me now and stave the hunger for a while than to turn into a monster and lose your mind and eat my whole body. You were so distressed when you were in that form. I don’t want you to go through that ever again.”

Valerian mulled over his options, then sighed.

“I don’t have any choice then.” Valerian said.

“Good boy.” Bison purred. He put a finger against the flesh of his pec. “You can have your fill of all this muscle here. Eat at least five pounds.”

Valerian whimpered and moved in. He hesitantly opened his mouth and pressed his teeth against Bison’s flesh.

As soon as Valerian tasted Bison’s blood, his instincts took over. Valerian voraciously tore into Bison’s skin and muscles. Bison winced, but once Valerian got past the skin, it didn’t hurt that bad. Valerian chewing into him wasn’t anywhere near as bad as, say, a Shun Goku Satsu from Akuma. Bison still got chills thinking about that.

Valerian’s teeth didn’t just not feel that bad. They started to feel… good. Bison felt a strange thrill from seeing Valerian feed off him. It only felt right that he as a father would feed his son from his own body.

Bison started getting hard. He reached down and stroked his cock.

“That’s it, have your fill, baby.” Bison whispered. “Eat Daddy up.”

Valerian’s stomach was slightly distended by the time he was done. Blood soaked his lips and chin. Bison pretty much had his entire left pec eaten away, his ribcage being visible through the gaping, gory hole. Miraculously, the wound quickly and seamlessly healed itself. Bison’s pec reappeared as if it never had been eaten at all.

“Sorry.” Valerian said. “I got too carried away.”

“Do you feel full now?” Bison asked. Valerian nodded.

“I won’t need to eat for a while.” Valerian said.

“Now, I’m going to monitor you continuously. Every single time you get hungry, I will know, and you are going to eat.” Bison said. “You are not, I repeat, NOT going to starve yourself on purpose. I don’t care if you think you don’t ‘deserve’ to feed from me. You need to. I am not going to let you turn into a monster again. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Valerian said. Bison patted him on the head.

“Good boy.” Bison said.

Bison stood up and suddenly felt dizzy.

“Are you okay?” Valerian asked, rushing to Bison’s side.

“I’m fine, Veevee. I just stood up a bit too fast.” Bison said. “I should eat something.”

Valerian couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty hearing this. He had no choice now but to hurt his Daddy every single day.

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It all started with just a scrape from a tree. Valerian didn’t pay much mind to it, why would it? It regularly got much worse injuries.

Then, the scrape got itchy. Something was growing under Valerian’s skin. By the time they figured out what it was, it was too late.

Valerian was affected by a parasitic tree called the Bonebark. One that reproduced by entering the bloodstream via an open wound and converting the bones into plant matter.

Pretty soon, the roots were bursting from its skin. Bison made a decision regarding Valerian. It was to be placed in a greenhouse and fiercely guarded, even after the final stage. The burst. Bison couldn’t bear to fully part with their baby.

Bison gave Valerian a hug and a kiss goodbye, right before the burst was set to take place. And right on cue, just as Bison stepped away, it happened. Bison would never forget the way Valerian screamed. Valerian was now little more than skin stretched over and melded into the trunk of a tree, unrecognizable as human.

But miraculously, horrifyingly, Valerian was not dead.

Valerian could still communicate with its Border Power. Bison was overjoyed.

Bison was taking yet another trip to the greenhouse, this time bringing a few books. They eagerly entered the greenhouse. Valerian stood, rooted in the same spot it always was. It’s not like it was going anywhere. Though its eyes had long been removed, since it could no longer blink and there was a risk of infection if they were left to shrivel, Valerian’s Border Power allowed for it to sense Bison’s presence.

“Daddy!” Valerian’s voice echoed in Bison’s mind.

“Hi, sweetie.” Bison said. “I thought you might be getting bored, so I came to read to you.”

“Oh, god, thank you.” Valerian said. “It’s so fucking boring being a tree… I can’t even stim anymore. I mean, I can kind of wiggle my roots but that’s it. I’m always wiggling my roots these days.”

Bison walked up and pressed several kisses to Valerian’s skin. Bison could feel that Valerian was still warm and its heart was pumping blood through what remained of its animal body.

“You’re still attracted to me even though I’m a tree?” Valerian asked playfully. “Well, now I know all that insecurity stuff was for nothing…”

“You’re incredibly charming.” Bison said.

“I’m lucky I have Border Power, otherwise I would have gone completely insane by now.” Valerian said.

“I have a few books here today. Some of them are actually based on the new season of PJ Masks.” Bison explained.

“Fuck yeah! I thought that show was dead!” Valerian said. “What happens in it?”

Bison sat down against Valerian’s flesh and bark.

“This season does a lot of unexpected things for a preschool show. Armadylan has an entire villain arc before properly joining the Power Heroes.” Bison said.

“Whoa, that’s crazy! Man, I knew that Armadreado shit wasn’t just there to give that one episode conflict.” Valerian said.

Bison chatted with and read to Valerian for several hours until it was time to leave.

“Well, my time here is up. See you, Veevee.” Bison said, sadness weighing down their voice. “I might not be able to visit for a while.”

“I understand.” Valerian replied. Though, Bison could sense its sadness. Bison just wished they could be with Valerian forever. Just sit in its shade and talk with it forever.

Bison didn’t notice the scratch on their arm. And they continued not to notice it. They couldn’t see it, so it didn’t matter when it started itching.

By the time they caught it, it was too late. Bison was going to endure the same fate as Valerian.

Bison felt oddly happy about this. They got their wish. They knew just where to go when the burst was about to kick in.

Bison floated along, body full of roots. They wrapped their arms around Valerian’s trunk. Valerian’s heart sank when it felt the distinctive outlines on Bison’s arms. Valerian had memorized where all of Bison’s veins were. These were new. These didn’t feel right.

“Dad… you got infected, didn’t you?” Valerian asked.

“I did.” Bison said.

Valerian started mentally crying.

“I’m sorry, Daddy…” Valerian said. “It’s all going to be over now. You’re going to be stuck in the ground like me.”

“I’m going to be stuck in the ground with you, Veevee. I chose to come here and be with you.” Bison said. “Daddy’s going to be hugging you forever, tangled in your roots. I wouldn’t have amputated even if I caught it in time.”

Bison felt the roots creeping into the ground.

“I love you, Valerian.” Bison said.

“I love you too, Daddy.” Valerian replied.

Bison screamed in agony as the burst occurred, but their grip around Valerian was firm. Even as their skin painfully stretched around the wood, just barely keeping from being torn apart, they couldn’t let go.

There was now a second fleshy tree, with fleshy branches embedded into the first. Parts of both flesh and bark were fused together. Each could feel the other’s heartbeat.

“Veevee, Veevee. Oh, my Veevee.” Bison said through the psychic line.

“Daddy… I can feel you. I can feel your skin like it’s mine. I can feel your heart like it’s mine.” Valerian replied.

“I’m right here, Valerian. I’m never leaving again.” Bison said.

“I know… Thank you. I’m sorry it came to this, but thank you for deciding to be here.” Valerian said.

“I think… I think I might have wanted this.” Bison said. “Now, I never have to leave your side.”

“Together forever.” Valerian said.

“Together forever.” Bison replied.

And so, Valerian and Bison lived together, inosculated and sharing in each other. They were never to be alone, never to be lonely, never to miss one another. They would stay together in that spot. Kissing, embracing, talking, making love.

Their bodies would love forever in a secret kiss, privy only to them. And they couldn’t be happier.

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Something horrible had happened to Bison. The latest resurrection attempt had gone horribly wrong. Their body was rotting and leaking green slime from every orifice. Their mind was gone, only having the urge to attack whoever they saw. The only saving grace was their lack of access to Psycho Power in this state.

F.A.N.G worked tirelessly, day and night, to find a cure for Bison’s affliction, but to no avail. Months and months went by and still he wasn’t any closer to cracking it.

Meanwhile, Valerian knew that its Daddy wasn’t coming back. Valerian couldn’t stand the thought, but it couldn’t hold out hope anymore. Valerian wanted to be with its Daddy the only way it knew how.

Valerian entered the chamber where Bison was kept and locked the door behind it. Bison lunged at Valerian and pinned it to the ground. Valerian was unflinching.

“Give me a kiss, Daddy.” Valerian murmured.

Valerian pictured Bison, alive and well, coming in with puckered lips. Valerian closed its eyes and puckered up.

Daddy’s kiss hurt.

F.A.N.G looked all over the base for Valerian. His heart dropped when he couldn’t find it. There was only one place to check.

F.A.N.G entered the outside area of where Bison was kept. And that was where F.A.N.G found Valerian. What was left of it.

Bison was crouched over something that F.A.N.G couldn’t see, but there was a puddle of blood in front of Bison. Bison turned their head to look at F.A.N.G, and then F.A.N.G saw it. A bloody, mutilated corpse wearing a red beret with a gold, broken Shadaloo emblem pin.

“VALERIAAAAN!” F.A.N.G screamed in anguish. “VALERIAN, NO!”

F.A.N.G doubled over and wept as Bison smashed their head into the plastic barrier, trying to break through and eat F.A.N.G as well. Blood was painting their chin.

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Bison’s heart shattered when they opened the mysterious freezer and saw the contents. A mutilated body in pieces. But they recognized that green hair and that purple fringe.

“What happened to my baby?!” Bison shrieked. F.A.N.G came up behind them and stroked their back.

“I apologize for lying to you, but I wasn’t sure you could handle the truth.” F.A.N.G said.

Bison grabbed F.A.N.G’s shoulders viciously. “You fucking killed it, didn’t you?!”

“No, actually, you did.” F.A.N.G explained. “Or… something like a suicide by cop.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Bison held their head. “What did I do?”

“Valerian must have lost hope that you’d ever be back to normal, so it went in your chamber with you and let you eat it.” F.A.N.G explained.

Bison stared at Valerian’s body and the memories came rushing back. Bison mindlessly eating their own son. The taste of its blood. The texture of Bison’s baby, who just wanted to be with its Daddy.

Bison crumpled to their knees and pulled all of Valerian’s remains that were in the freezer into their arms.

“Veevee, fuck! I… I fucking ate my baby. I fucking ate it and now it’s gone!” Bison howled. “Valeriaaaan! Fuck, fuck, I fucking ate you and you’re gone!”

Bison just bawled their eyes out. Their son was gone. Their son was gone because they ate it.

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Valerian was bent over Bison’s lap, furious smacks being laid across its ass. Bison wasn’t even counting them or making Valerian count them out, simply slapping indiscriminately.

“I thought you were gone forever! I thought that I was never going to see you again!” Bison shouted. “Do you know how devastated I would have been if you were gone for good because I fucking ate you ?!”

“I’m sorry, Daddy!” Valerian squealed.

Valerian was soon released from spankings, its butt cheeks covered in bruises.

“You made a lot of people very upset doing what you did.” Bison growled. “If that ever happens to me again, no matter how long I take to get better, stay alive.”

“I understand. I’m sorry, Dad.” Valerian said.

Bison kissed Valerian on the forehead and then hugged it so tight, never wanting to let go.

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Bison woke up from yet another flashback nightmare. They sighed as they got up. Bison went down to Valerian’s quarters.

Valerian was fast asleep in its bed. Bison couldn’t help but think Valerian was so cute when it was asleep. Bison turned on the light and quietly pushed a chair up next to Valerian’s bed. They sat in it and stared at Valerian’s face.

Valerian looked so innocent and gentle, like a baby lamb. Bison knew otherwise, but if someone who didn’t know better saw it, they’d think Valerian was just a little sweetheart. Valerian was Bison’s little sweetheart. Such a soft, sweet boy. Soft skin, soft lips, tasty blood-

Bison smacked their head, stopping that thought process right then.

“What is wrong with me?” Bison growled. “I keep… I keep having fantasies about eating it again. Oh, my Veevee.”

Bison kissed Valerian’s cheek. Immediately, Bison flashed back to being a mindless zombie and eating Valerian’s cheek flesh. The gummy insides of its mouth felt so good tearing between Bison’s teeth.

Bison sat, head in their hands, erection in their underpants, not knowing what to do with themself.

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Something went wrong the last time Valerian was resurrected. His body was rotten and leaking green slime, and he was completely mindless.

As F.A.N.G tried to find a cure, Bison tended to Valerian.

Bison entered Valerian’s bedroom, eager to play with him. Valerian was restrained to his bed, nude. His lower jaw was completely removed, he didn’t need to eat in this anyway. His arms were removed and in the joints were large screw eye hooks. His remaining teeth were pulled out. Valerian made soft little noises as he lay on the bed.

“Good morning, baby. Daddy’s here to play with you.” Bison said. Valerian heard his Daddy and turned his head to them. His single remaining eye was a milky white. Valerian made more excited sounding noises.

Bison began disrobing as they made their way to the bed. They were painfully hard already. They pushed open Valerian’s legs and tore open a condom they’d brought.

“I hate having to wear a condom, but the urinary tract infection I got last time is simply not worth it.” Bison muttered.

They wrapped their cock in the condom and stared at Valerian’s pussy. That same green slime leaking from most of his orifices was leaking from his hole. It was a putrid substance, but it made excellent lubricant.

“Are you ready to fuck Daddy?” Bison asked. Valerian made the cutest little excited grunt and thrusted his hips up. “You’re really excited. I won’t keep you waiting, baby.”

Bison pushed their cock into Valerian’s pussy, slicking it with green slime. Bison groaned.

“Fuck, so good, baby.” Bison whispered. “Why are you even tighter as a zombie?”

Bison thrust hard and deep into Valerian’s cunt. Valerian’s loose tongue waggled as he writhed in pleasure.

“Oh fuck, Veevee, come here. Daddy’s going to kiss you so fucking good.” Bison growled.

Bison leaned in and sucked on Valerian’s tongue. They pushed in deep, taking the entire muscle into their mouth.

F.A.N.G stood outside the door, watching as Bison mated with their zombified son. Bison’s huge, heavy balls beat hard against Valerian’s taint.

“Lord Bison loves their baby so much…” F.A.N.G whispered. “It’s so romantic…”

Bison could feel Valerian clench in a particular way.

“Is baby about to cum?” Bison teased. “Is Daddy making you feel so good fucking your rotten pussy that you need to cum all over their cock? Go ahead, baby, cum hard on my dick. Fry your rotten brain even more on my cock.”

Valerian let out a series of feral screams, like the meow of a deaf cat crossed with the call of a fox. Valerian’s pussy began clenching so hard on Bison’s cock.

“Good boy! Good boy, cumming for Daddy! Cum on my cock, fuck yes.” Bison growled. “Oh fuck, Daddy’s going to cum too. Daddy’s going to cum for your rotten pussy, baby. Fuck, here it comes!”

Bison moaned loudly as they loaded up the condom. They were frustrated they couldn’t cum inside Valerian, but it still felt so good for him to squeeze them.

“Good Veevee.” Bison said, petting Valerian’s hair.

Bison removed the slimy condom and held open Valerian’s pussy. They dumped the contents inside Valerian’s opening.

“There you are, Veevee.” Bison purred. “A hot load just for you.”

Valerian’s milky eye was transfixed on his father, a gaze full of love.

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“Dad?” Valerian asked.

“Yes, Veevee?” Bison replied.

“Did you fuck me while I was a zombie?” Valerian asked.

“Do you have a problem with that?” Bison asked.

“Actually, not at all.” Valerian said. “I have the opposite of a problem with that.”

Valerian ground the toe of his boot into the ground.

“I couldn’t see very well, but I remember feeling you fucking me and saying sweet things to me while you did it. You took my jaw and my arms. I remember how you would suck my tongue.” Valerian said. “God, it was really hot. I could only think about how much I loved you and how good you made me feel.”

Bison kissed Valerian on the forehead.

“It was honestly fun to have you as my little zombie sex pet.” Bison said.

“Thanks for taking care of me and still fucking me.” Valerian said. “It’s what I would have wanted.”

“Always, baby. I’ll fuck you until there’s nothing left of you to fuck.” Bison said.

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It had recently been discovered that Valerian wasn’t actually Bison’s son. There was a mistake in the database. Bison had fucked Valerian’s mom shortly after Valerian was gestated, but their sperm hadn’t fertilized Valerian’s egg.

Valerian was starting to distance himself from and reject the notion of Bison being his dad and the privileges that came with it.

This… fucking hurt for Bison. Valerian was rejecting them, just based on blood. Bison loved Valerian so much, and Valerian was now rejecting them. Bison had taken care of Valerian so joyfully, shared so many wonderful experiences with him, gave him so much love, only for this to happen.

“Lord Bison?” Valerian asked. That name stung Bison’s soul coming from Valerian’s mouth. “Lord Bison, what’s wrong?”

“I…” Bison clenched their fists. “You rejected me.”

“Rejected you?” Valerian asked.

“You call me Lord Bison now instead of Dad. You reject all of your Princely privileges.” Bison said. “You… you’ve stopped loving me, haven’t you? All because I wasn’t your biological father.”

“No, no, that’s not it at all.” Valerian said. “I still love you.”

“I cared for you all this time. I loved you more than I have ever loved, than I thought myself capable of. I taught you so much.” Bison said. “And you want to throw all of it away, because of your fucking DNA.”

“I THINK I DON’T DESERVE IT!” Valerian shouted.

Bison was stunned silent.

“I just thought… these things should be saved for a child who’s actually yours.” Valerian said. “I feel like a liar. I feel like I lied to you.”

Bison took Valerian’s chin in their hand.

“Valerian… you didn’t. You knew as much as I did.” Bison said. “You are mine. The moment you decided to be my son, you were mine.”

Bison caressed Valerian’s cheek.

“I have fathered many, many children. Not one wants to be close to me or loves me like you do. They aren’t worthy of the Prince’s crown.” Bison said.

“I was conceived because my mom cheated on you!” Valerian shouted. “I’m living proof that you’re a cuckold! You shouldn’t want me!”

Bison slapped Valerian across the face.

“Silence.” Bison growled. “You may have been conceived from an affair, but… Who got to be your father in the end? Who got to reap the reward of your sweetness, even if they had not towed the fields? Who got to love you, deeper than he ever would have gotten to?”

“You.” Valerian said.

“I think I know who the real cuckold is between me and that man.” Bison said. “You are mine, one hundred percent. You aren’t even that woman’s child as much as you are mine.”

Bison kissed Valerian on the forehead.

“And, of course, I gave you the gift of Border Power. I planted the seed of Border Power into your zygote.” Bison said. “I am the father of your soul.”

Valerian hugged Bison.

“Can I call you Daddy again?” Valerian asked.

“Sweetie, do you really need to ask?” Bison teased. “Call me Daddy. Call me Daddy until your throat gives out.”

“Daddy.” Valerian said. Bison felt their heart soar.

“I missed that sweet sound.” Bison said.

“I’m sorry I tried to reject your love, Daddy.” Valerian said.

“My love for you is deeper than blood, Valerian.” Bison said. “My heart beats with yours, my lungs breathe with yours. You’re a piece of me, no matter what.”

Valerian just barely stifled a laugh at Bison’s choice of words. Bison held Valerian so tightly.

“You are my lover and my son.” Bison said. “Our love is deeper than anyone could ever hope for. I will love you and hold you even as the stars go out. Blood is meaningless in the face of enduring oblivion.”

Soon, Valerian was bouncing on Bison’s dick while they sat in their throne.

“Oh, you and Valerian are quite busy!” F.A.N.G exclaimed.

“F.A.N.G, let it be known that Valerian is my son. He is completely and utterly my son.” Bison said. “Though his flesh was not my creation, his heart and soul belong to me. I gave him Border Power. I love him so, and the love I have for him can’t simply go away.”

“I love you, Daddy. I’m sorry I tried to reject your love.” Valerian whispered. “You are my one and only Daddy. My one and only parent.”

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Valerian let out a small huff.

“We can kiss but… we have important things to do here, okay, Dad?” Valerian said.

“I know that just as well as you.” Bison replied. He opened his arms. “Come here.”

Valerian embraced Bison and kissed him on the lips.

Next thing Valerian knew, it had been making out with Bison for several minutes. Bison was suckling on its tongue and licking its mouth and biting its lip and generally just doing all the things that drove his son fucking crazy. Valerian was unbelievably horny from the intense kissing and the fact that Bison was groping its ass. Valerian was so wet that it was soaking through its shorts, making it look like it peed. Its fluids dripped onto the fat bulge in Bison’s pants, making him also look to have peed.

Valerian pulled away, a strand of saliva connecting its mouth to Bison’s.

“God, what are we doing? We have-“ Valerian was swiftly silenced by Bison pulling it back in and shoving his tongue in its mouth. Valerian’s eyes fluttered closed and it did its best to reciprocate the tongue fucking. It was almost like Bison and Valerian were having sex with just their mouths.

Bison pulled Valerian away, who reflexively tried to lunge back toward him.

“Alright, we should really get back to the mission, now.” Bison said.

Bison pushed Valerian aside gently and got up, looking completely unphased by the fact that he had been having steamy mouth sex with his son just a minute ago. Valerian’s makeup was ruined and its hair was messy and its eyes were rolled back into its head.

“Okay, Dad.” Valerian said. Valerian regretted smooching Bison during this mission in the first place. Valerian knew that it was such a smooch junkie that the kiss would just turn into an unproductive make out session.

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F.A.N.G found himself growing increasingly jealous of Valerian.

Valerian was small, cute, pretty, and had functional genitalia. F.A.N.G lacked every single one of those attributes.

But most of all, Valerian had Bison’s love. Something F.A.N.G could never have.

So, one day, because he was thinking of this, F.A.N.G had a good cry in his quarters.

“Oh, Lord Bison.” F.A.N.G moaned out as he bawled. “I… I wish you would give me the same love you give your son. What do I have to do? Who do I have to be?”

Unknown to F.A.N.G, someone was watching through the door. Someone whose heart became incredibly heavy with guilt.

Valerian held his chest, tears streaming down his face. He had hurt his beloved F.A.N.G. Hurt him a lot by the looks of it.

“I…” Valerian sniffled. “I’m so sorry.”

So, at that moment, Valerian devised a plan. F.A.N.G deserved the kind of love and happiness that Valerian was getting more than Valerian did. F.A.N.G was useful to Shadaloo for many years and was completely devoted to Bison. Valerian only had his position because he was Bison’s son and, he didn’t know, he was kind of fuckable?

Valerian started acting up, misbehaving, screwing up smaller missions on purpose. He started acting all angry and snotty towards Bison.

But, this wouldn’t work. Bison would only hold him down and breed him even harder. Valerian felt honestly upset while he was wrapped in a blanket and receiving headpats afterwards.

Valerian then started mutilating himself. He managed to tear huge chunks of skin out of his thighs, creating deep scars that would last until his next death.

Bison responded by giving Valerian a brutal thigh fucking and cumming in the raw wounds. Bison seemed even more sickeningly sweet giving aftercare this time.

The final measure would have to be taken, then.

Bison suddenly got a dreadful psychic impulse and rushed to the cloning room. There, he found Valerian about to take a crowbar to all of his spare bodies.

Bison sat Valerian down in his lap, holding him so tightly.

“Valerian, my darling, please tell Daddy what’s wrong.” Bison said, voice heavy with sorrow. “Daddy can’t help if he doesn’t know what’s wrong.”

Valerian began to cry.

“Daddy… I want you to just stop loving me. Please.” Valerian whimpered. “Don’t love me. Give that love to F.A.N.G instead. He deserves it more.”

Bison responded with a tighter squeeze.

“… I can’t do that, Veevee. I can’t just take my love away from you and give it to someone else.” Bison said.

“But… he isn’t someone else. He’s special. He’s loyal, he’s beautiful.” Valerian could barely speak through his tears. “He’s heartbroken that you can’t give him that same love.”

“You’re loyal and beautiful. He… he really isn’t my type.” Bison said. Valerian broke down completely.

Bison cuddled Valerian so closely and scanned his mind, looking to see if F.A.N.G put him up to this. All that came up was Valerian catching F.A.N.G lamenting. F.A.N.G must have been completely unaware of Valerian’s intent.

“Let’s see what F.A.N.G thinks of what you’ve done.” Bison said.

Bison presented the weepy Valerian to F.A.N.G.

“This one has been acting very strange lately.” Bison said. “He’s been trying to get me to stop loving him.”

F.A.N.G raised an eyebrow. “What does that mean?”

“Tell him your plan.” Bison said.

“I… I fucked up a bunch of missions and acted like a brat, but Daddy still loved me. I mutilated myself so Daddy wouldn’t think I’m pretty, but Daddy still loved me. So I… I tried to destroy all my bodies and die so Daddy couldn’t love me anymore.” Valerian explained.

You could see Bison’s heart shatter as Valerian explained himself.

“Why do you want Lord Bison to stop loving you?” F.A.N.G asked. “Lord Bison’s love is a rare treasure that few ever get to experience. You may be the only one that’s ever truly had it. For what reason would you toss that away?”

Valerian struggled not to just cry. Bison petted Valerian’s back.

“Because I wanted you to have it instead.” Valerian said. “I saw you crying because Daddy doesn’t give you the love he gives me and I don’t want you to be sad. I never want you to feel upset because of me.”

F.A.N.G looked between Valerian and Bison and lit up with rage.

“Lord Bison. I have some choice words for Valerian.” F.A.N.G snarled.

“Go ahead.” Bison said.

“You ungrateful little brat!” F.A.N.G shouted. “In your pointless little quest to cure my sadness all you did was make Lord Bison so upset! You treated your father like a prize that you could just give away! You terrible little boy! Did you really think that killing yourself and all your spare bodies would make Lord Bison love me?! No! All that would do is break Lord Bison’s heart!”

Valerian was crying even harder now.

“If you really love me, you’ll give Lord Bison all the love and reverence he deserves.” F.A.N.G growled. “Do not take for granted the precious gift he has given you. The rare gift of his love. Rarer and more valuable than the most precious metal.”

Bison swept Valerian into an embrace. Valerian was crying into his shoulder.

“I’m so sorry, Daddy. I’m so sorry. I didn’t even think of Daddy’s feelings. I’m such a bad boy.” Valerian whined into Bison’s shoulder.

“Does Veevee need a little punishment to set things right?” Bison whispered. “Daddy’s feeling very jealous. The fact you put another man’s feelings over mine… how could I not be jealous?”

“Please. I need to be punished. I was so bad. I need it to hurt.” Valerian whimpered. “I want it to hurt like Daddy’s hurting. I deserve to hurt worse.”

Valerian was soon lying on his belly, nude. F.A.N.G and Bison both looked over him. F.A.N.G looked utterly disgusted.

“I want to carve ‘ungrateful’ into his skin.” F.A.N.G growled.

“We’re not doing that.” Bison said. “Veevee just needs to be shown that he should appreciate me.”

Bison grabbed a paddle and went over to Valerian. He swung it down and a loud crack resounded through the room as it hit Valerian’s ass.

“You made Daddy very upset! Do you know how much it would hurt if you killed yourself?!” Bison shouted as he swung the paddle down again and again. “I don’t think I could even get out of bed if you were gone for good, much less love someone else! You are my little boy, my sunshine, the light of my life and I can’t just drop all that for someone else!”

Valerian was softly crying, but it was more out of remorse than from the paddling.

“I want you to just be mine. Mine, only fucking mine.” Bison growled. “I know you still love F.A.N.G, but you’re mine. I only want you to be concerned with me.”

Valerian’s ass was bright red.

“I really… don’t deserve this life.” Valerian said. “I don’t know why I got this and not someone who’s prettier, smarter, more capable, been here longer.”

Bison laid a firm whack on Valerian’s ass.

“You have this life because it was my whim.” Bison growled. “It’s really as simple as that. I keep what pleases me or is useful. You please me, so that’s why I keep you.”

Bison picked Valerian up and held him so tightly.

“My beautiful Veevee.” Bison whispered. “My heart belongs to you. My precious angel, you light up my soul.”

F.A.N.G couldn’t help but let a grin spread across his face.

“I might get sad sometimes, but nothing makes me happier than Lord Bison being happy with his little boy.” F.A.N.G said.

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Valerian whimpered as he struggled to pleasure himself on Bison’s thigh. Valerian just could not get his itty bitty buried little dick to make enough contact with Bison’s thigh to feel good.

“Awww, is Veevee too tiny for thigh riding?” Bison asked teasingly.

Valerian let out a sustained whimper.

“I’m sorry, Daddy.” Valerian said.

“You don’t need to be sorry.” Bison kissed Valerian on his soft lips. “I think we just need to take a different approach.”

Bison slowly guided Valerian down to the floor. Bison held his foot out, wiggling his toes enticingly. Bison’s feet were meaty and had veins running along the tops.

Valerian wasted no time moving forward and pushing his pussy against Bison’s toes. Bison stroked Valerian’s clit with his toes, drawing out a moan.

“That’s more like it, isn’t it?” Bison let out a chuckle. “This is just what my son needs.”

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Bison beckoned Valerian over.

“You, boy!” Bison shouted. Valerian hovered over to him, though it was only a few feet.

“Yes, Dad?” Valerian asked.

“Kneel for me, I need to test something.” Bison said.

Valerian couldn’t help but obey, getting on his knees. Bison pushed his butt into Valerian’s face.

“Don’t move. Let me get you deep in my ass.” Bison growled. “If you move away, I’ll punish you.”

Valerian sat as still as he could as Bison pushed against his face. Through the layers of clothes Bison’s anus was aligned with Valerian’s nose.

Bison suddenly ripped a huge fart. Right in Valerian’s nose.

“Now, did you like that?” Bison asked.

Valerian was silent for a moment.

“Mmyeah…” Valerian whined.

Bison grinned. “I knew you would, you perverted little boy.”

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Valerian screamed like he had been stabbed as Bison’s cock rapidly skewered him. His lower legs were sticking outward and quivering, the rest of his body pinned down by the weight of his father’s body and helpless to the vicious thrusting.

Suddenly, there was a sound of metal snapping. The mattress collapsed, which caused the incestuous lovers to spring up.

Bison examined the damage and smiled.

“Well, looks like we’re going to have to find somewhere else to finish up our lovemaking.” Bison said.

“That bed frame was metal… how?” Valerian asked.

“The strength of my passion is boundless, dear.” Bison said.

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F.A.N.G was struggling to hold back tears as Bison scolded him. As soon as Bison’s scolding was done and he was dismissed, he briskly went back to his quarters to cry.

Valerian stomped towards Bison, body sparking with Border Power energy.

“Dad!” Valerian shouted. “How could you be so mean? Mr. F.A.N.G loves you! He loves you so much!”

Valerian quickly hovered off to comfort F.A.N.G.

Valerian opened the door to F.A.N.G’s quarters. F.A.N.G was sitting on his bed and crying.

“Mr. F.A.N.G!” Valerian shouted.

Valerian hovered over and gave F.A.N.G a hug.

“Valerian?” F.A.N.G was a bit confused.

“That was so mean of Daddy… Doesn’t he see you love him?” Valerian clutched F.A.N.G’s changshan. “Why can’t he see and appreciate all the love you give him?”

F.A.N.G’s face hardened.

“Valerian. Did you raise your voice at your father over this matter?” F.A.N.G asked.

“Uh… little bit.” Valerian replied.

F.A.N.G growled and grabbed Valerian, pinning him to the bed.

“You are never to raise your voice at your father! You mustn’t even contradict him!” F.A.N.G shouted. “Now, hold still, you need to be punished!”

Hours later, Bison opened the door to Valerian’s room. What he saw horrified him.

Valerian was lying in his bed, quietly crying and covered in claw marks.

“Veevee…” Bison ran over to Valerian’s bedside. “Oh, god, what happened?”

Valerian slowly lifted his head up. His eyes were averted. Bison touched Valerian’s scratches and he jolted and screamed.

Bison grew angry when he realized just where the scratches came from. He picked up Valerian and sent a pulse of Psycho Power through him. A torrent of purple fluid spewed from his wounds. Bison knew that if Valerian didn’t have Border Power he’d be dead two thousand times over.

“He…” Bison let out a growl. “Why did he hurt you?! Why did he think you deserved that?!”

“Because I raised my voice at you.” Valerian replied. “That was his reason.”

Bison could barely contain his rage.

“That motherfucker , how dare he hurt my little boy without even asking me about it?! He… he hurt you when… You were going to comfort him, weren’t you?” Bison asked.

“Promise not to hurt him too much?” Valerian asked.

“If you have to ask, I can’t promise it.” Bison growled.

Bison set Valerian down and tucked him into bed.

“Just sit tight, Daddy’s going to sort this out and come cuddle you after.” Bison said. He teleported away.

Soon, Valerian distantly heard shouting. Then, he heard things being thrown.

Bison entered the room again and climbed into bed next to Valerian.

“He’s alright. A bit roughed up, but he will live.” Bison said. “He knows now that he shouldn’t punish you without my express consent. I made him learn the hard way.”

Bison ran his fingers over the scratch marks.

“He didn’t just claw you. He put his poison in you to make it keep hurting. You’re not completely immune like I am yet.” Bison said.

“I did lower my defenses a little.” Valerian said. Bison’s heart absolutely broke hearing this.

“If F.A.N.G or anyone else tries to give you an unsanctioned punishment again, I want you to fight and scream. Then, come find me.” Bison said. “You will not take a punishment that isn’t from me or has been approved by me. That is an order.”

“Okay, Daddy.” Valerian said.

Bison patted his head and warmly smiled.

“Good boy.” Bison kissed Valerian’s forehead. “My precious angel.”

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Valerian went up to Bison with tears in his eyes.

“Dad, I’m seriously considering leaving.” Valerian said. Bison’s eyes widened.

“Why on Earth would you do that?!” Bison snapped.

“Because… Because I’m just exhausting, okay?!” Valerian snapped back. “I’m always upset about something and I’m all clingy over you!”

Valerian tried to turn away and leave, but Bison grabbed the back of his leotard. Bison picked Valerian up by it.

“You can find someone better, I promise.” Valerian whined. “You won’t miss me.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Bison growled.

Bison could feel Valerian was raring to teleport so he sent a shock of Psycho Power through Valerian’s body.

“You are not allowed to leave, Valerian.” Bison snarled. “Under no circumstances can you leave Shadaloo. Even death will not free you. Your soul, your power will simply coalesce here and I will bring you back into my arms.”

Bison squeezed Valerian tightly.

“That’s… that’s not healthy…” Valerian said.

“Oh, and having sex with your evil father is?” Bison replied.

“Right…” Valerian said. “I am so lost in this sauce I almost forgot how not normal all this is.”

“You are so silly.” Bison said with a smile. “But, truly. The day you joined Shadaloo it was already too late. You were mine from then on, even before we met.”

Bison squeezed Valerian’s body closer to him.

“Don’t try to leave. Don’t try to escape. Not even death will keep you from me.” Bison growled. “All you’ll do is upset me, and you don’t like it when I’m upset, do you?”

Valerian shook his head.

“Good boy. It’s best to keep Daddy pleased.” Bison purred.

Bison’s grin spread across his face as he grabbed a handful of Valerian’s ass.

“Speaking of pleasing Daddy, I think someone needs to have his brain shut off for a moment…” Bison purred. “And I think I know just how to do that.”

Bison carried Valerian to the bedroom. Valerian gave him a little kiss on the cheek on the way there.

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Bison kissed Valerian’s cheek as he stroked its clit.

“You’re so hard. It’s like a tiny pebble.” Bison whispered.

“Ahh, it’s hard for you, Daddy.” Valerian whispered.

“I know, baby.” Bison kissed Valerian on the lips. “Who else would you get hard for?”

Bison moved his fingers down to Valerian’s hole, and pushed inside. He rubbed Valerian’s g-spot. Valerian’s hips thrusted and it let out a sweet mewl.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” Bison whispered. “I can’t get enough of you.”

Valerian’s toes scrunched as Bison finger fucked it.

“Fuuuuck!” Valerian squealed. “Daddy’s fingers, so strong, so rough, so big. It feels so fucking good!”

“You’re so weak to me.” Bison whispered. He licked Valerian’s cheek. “So tasty.”

Valerian’s juices dripped down its taint and slicked Bison’s fingers. 

“You’re fucking dripping.” Bison whispered. He pulled his fingers out and patted Valerian’s pussy. Valerian’s pussy made the sloppiest wet sound. “Listen to that. That ‘plap-plap-plap’.”

“I’m all drippy and sloppy for you.” Valerian whispered. “Look, I’m such a mess.”

Bison reached down and pulled his aching cock out of his underwear. Bison’s thick cock was slightly oozing. Bison began rubbing Valerian’s clit again.

“I want you to stare at my cock while I touch you. Imagine my cock inside your pussy. Gaping your sweet little hole.” Bison whispered. “Your greedy pussy needs my thick veiny cock.”

Valerian felt itself getting wetter as it stared at Bison’s cock. The head of his cock was shiny and deep pink, delicately wrapped in foreskin. Bison’s cock was ten inches long, and covered in veins. Valerian could vividly picture Bison’s cock in its hot pussy.

“Please, please, please breed me.” Valerian whimpered. “Fuck me senseless, Daddy, fuck me until I’m braindead.”

“You’re so needy.” Bison whispered. “Tell me why I should breed you.”

“My pussy is perfectly shaped to you, Daddy. It’ll milk every drop out of you. Daddy’s going to feel so good if he fucks my pussy.” Valerian mewled.

Bison grabbed his cock and kissed the entrance of Valerian’s pussy with it.

“Good boy.” Bison purred. “I’m going to fuck your brains out, now.”

Bison thrusted into Valerian’s pussy. Valerian let out the loudest moan, and its legs shook.

“Oh, what a big noise!” Bison exclaimed. “Your brain is already fried.”

Bison began thrusting deep and hard into Valerian’s pussy. Bison’s balls made a crass slapping sound as they struck Valerian’s tiny clit. Valerian quivered, tongue hanging out, dripping drool. Bison pushed Valerian’s head towards him and licked its tongue. Bison skillfully maneuvered Valerian’s tongue into his mouth, and suckled on it. Bison sucked on Valerian’s tongue like a cock. He locked his lips against Valerian’s, rubbing his tongue against his sweet little son’s.

Bison pulled away with a loud pop, wet strings of spit connecting his lips and tongue to Valerian’s. Valerian looked completely overtaken by pleasure, staring at Bison with pure love in its eyes. Valerian’s hips quivered as it thrusted back on Bison’s cock.

“I can feel you fucking leak all over my cock.” Bison whispered. “You’re completely fucking weak to me, you’re drooling between your legs, dripping pussy slobber down my cock. You’re nothing more than a dog smelling meat with the way you’re drooling all over me.”

Valerian’s pussy made the sloppiest sound as Bison continually pounded it.

“I don’t even care that you can’t squirt, baby.” Bison growled. “Some pets are just made for oozing. Look at you, leaking like a broken faucet and making a big sticky mess on my cock.”

Bison pinched Valerian’s clit.

“Say it. Say that being a drippy slut feels good. Say that you love wet sloppy sex with Daddy.” Bison snarled.

“I love being a drippy slut for Daddy! I love leaking all over Daddy’s huge dick! I love getting my creamy pussy wrecked by my own Daddy!” Valerian squealed. “I’m a drippy fuck toy pet and proud!”

“Good boy. Your sweet juice makes it so easy for Daddy to slide in and out of your sweet little pussy.” Bison whispered.

Bison pulled back a bit too far and his cock popped out of Valerian’s pussy. Valerian was mindlessly thrusting back still.

“Oops! You’re so sloppy, Daddy’s cock popped right out.” Bison said. He grabbed his cock and positioned it back at Valerian’s entrance. “I’m going to have to stay deep if I don’t want to pop out again.”

Bison pushed into Valerian’s pussy and fucked it deeply, never taking more than a third of his cock out at a time. Bison stuck his fingers into Valerian’s mouth, the same ones that were touching its clit.

“Taste your slime, bitch. Lick it all off my fingers.” Bison growled. Valerian tried its best to do so. Valerian’s cunt pulsed.

“Oh, my baby’s going to cum. My little boy is going to fucking cum.” Bison growled. “Cum on Daddy’s dick and you’ll make Daddy cum too. Come on, clench and milk me.”

Bison stroked Valerian’s little clit furiously, pushing it towards its orgasm. Valerian mewled and caterwauled, legs shaking. Valerian suddenly and viciously came around Bison’s cock.

“Yes, good boy, fuck!” Bison shouted. “I’m going to cum in you, here it comes, baby!”

Bison slammed as deep as possible, shooting a fat load against Valerian’s cervix. Valerian was still having its orgasm while Bison squirted deep inside it.

Bison pulled out of Valerian’s pussy, cum oozing from the tip of his cock. Bison’s cock and balls were utterly soaked in Valerian’s juices.

“Fuck, Veevee, you make such a big mess when I make love to you.” Bison said.

“Thanks for making me cum and cumming inside, Daddy.” Valerian said. “It’s so good to be your son, Daddy. I love you.”

“I love you too, Veevee.” Bison said.

Bison kissed Valerian on the lips.

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Bison found Valerian just in the nick of time. Valerian’s skin was turning red.

“Dad…” Valerian whined. “Please don’t come any closer, I’m about to turn.”

Bison instead ripped open both his shirts. Bison picked up Valerian and pressed him against his chest.

“Eat, now!” Bison shouted. “It may stop the transformation if you eat fast enough!”

“Daddy, no…” Valerian whined.

“You’re going to eat me either way. Take a chance at making it better!” Bison said.

Valerian began eating Bison’s chest, whimpering the whole time. Bison stroked Valerian’s head as he ate.

“Good boy, good boy. Eat up.” Bison whispered. “My baby was so hungry. Veevee, we don’t want you getting hangry.”

By the time Valerian was finished eating, Bison’s pectorals were completely gone, leaving only exposed ribs. Valerian pulled back, breathing heavily. The redness dispersed. Bison smiled.

“It worked.” Bison whispered. As Bison’s eaten flesh began regenerating, he passed out.

“Daddy!” Valerian exclaimed. Tears came to his eyes. “Oh no, Daddy…”

Valerian grabbed Bison and teleported away with him.

A while later, Bison was having a big, juicy steak to recoup his protein. Valerian was whimpering by his bedside.

“Daddy…” Valerian whined. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, Veevee. Just please…” Bison grabbed Valerian’s hand. “Don’t go off on your own too long. You need to stay near me, okay? You can’t afford to be away from me with your condition.”

Valerian nodded.

“This disease… It's taken away my usefulness.” Valerian whimpered. “I’m sorry, I should have been more attentive. Maybe I wouldn’t have been infected, then.”

Bison squeezed Valerian’s hand.

“You’re still a very valuable member of Shadaloo.” Bison said.

Though Bison wouldn’t say it to Valerian’s face, he honestly loved this new life. Valerian was dependent on him completely. He was thrilled to care for Valerian, to feed him so intimately.

Valerian was wracked with guilt. His disease hurt his beloved Daddy again. He wished he never got infected. He wished he could just die so Daddy wouldn’t have to suffer anymore.

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Valerian bit its finger, feeling put on the spot. Next to it was its father, Bison, and across from it was its teacher, Baldi. Valerian knew exactly why it was in this predicament and dreaded having it explained.

“What has Valerian done?” Bison asked.

“Valerian’s behavior has taken a sudden nosedive. It seems to be deliberately getting itself into trouble.” Baldi said.

“And why, pray tell, would it want to do such a thing?” Bison asked.

Baldi let out a sigh.

“Well… when I was correcting Valerian one day, it… it reached climax.” Baldi explained.

Bison slammed both of their hands on the table. Baldi shrank back, intimidated.

“What would you be doing to correct my son to make it reach climax?” Bison growled.

“J-Just corporal punishment, sir.” Baldi explained. “I bent it over my knee and swatted its bare bottom with my ruler.”

The look on Bison’s face suggested that Baldi made a dire mistake. Bison reached over and picked the teacher up by the front of his shirt. Baldi grabbed at Bison’s meaty hands with his spindly, poorly assembled ones.

“I did not give consent for you to punish my son like that.” Bison growled. “Let me make it clear. Valerian’s bare bottom is only for me to see and spank. The only implements that will strike my son’s rear are my loving hands. You may not touch it that way again.”

Baldi swallowed harshly.

“I apologize, sir.” Baldi whimpered.

“Be grateful that I spare you this day.” Bison growled. “If Valerian requires correction, rest assured that it will receive plenty of that at home.”

Bison dropped Baldi back into his chair and sat back down. Bison looked to Valerian.

“And you.” Bison grabbed Valerian’s face. “You harlot . You goaded another man into touching places that are just for Daddy.”

“I’m sorry for being wayward, Daddy.” Valerian whimpered.

“You will be harshly corrected .” Bison growled.

Baldi felt a few things connect watching this. It suddenly made sense why Valerian was like that .

“Apologize to Mr. Baldimore.” Bison growled, turning Valerian’s face to Baldi.

“I’m sorry for tricking you into doing things that are the exclusive right of Daddy and their loving hands.” Valerian said.

“You won’t be seeing much of Valerian for the next week. It needs some thorough correcting.” Bison growled.

Bison grabbed onto the rim of Valerian’s ear and dragged it out of the office by it.

Baldi put his head in his hands and sighed. “Some parents make me wonder why I ever wanted to be a teacher…”

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The soldier entered the elevator with a bow. Bison was standing at the back wall, his son Valerian pressed up against him.

The soldier stood there next to them, waiting for his destination.

Suddenly, a soft, wet sound could be heard. Valerian was softly rubbing his thighs together with a smug look on his face.

The soldier briskly left the elevator as soon as he got to his floor. Valerian spread his legs, revealing the slick cock of Bison between his thighs.

“You naughty boy.” Bison grabbed his son’s chin and tilted his head up. “Don’t think you’re too old to be punished.”

Valerian giggled and squeezed his thighs back together. Bison quickly emptied his balls into his son’s tights.

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Bison strolled through the markets, looking over the cages full of various exotic animals. Several of them were endangered in the wild, and certainly not legal to sell.

But, one creature caught Bison’s eye.

It was a hamster sized creature that resembled one of those little Troll dolls that used to be a big thing. It had a humanoid body with gray, stony skin. It also had faded green hair, styled into a flared bob with a purple fringe. It sat, curled up and listless in a cage that was too small for it. It looked dirty and sick.

“What is that?” Bison said, pointing to the creature.

“Oh, that’s a Troll!” The seedy shopkeeper said. “It’s a rock type Troll!”

“Rock Troll?” Bison was confused.

The shopkeeper smacked the cage and barked an order to sing. Quivering, the small creature stood up and cleared its throat.

“I couldn’t stop m-myself, I knew I’d do it again…” The creature sang in a small, scratchy voice. It then broke into a coughing fit.

Bison felt something burning in his chest at the sight of the sickly creature. He was confused at this feeling. He knew this would stick with him if he didn’t take this little thing home.

“I’ll take it.” Bison said.

Bison handed over the requisite amount of money and was handed a cardboard box with the little creature inside. Bison held the box close to his chest. The creature inside was oddly still and resigned.

Bison removed the little creature from the box as soon as he was in his room. Bison softly stroked the creature’s hair. It looked surprised for a moment, and then a small smile appeared on its face.

“You have a very special aura about you.” Bison whispered.

Bison did a bit of research on Rock Trolls, keeping the little creature in his hand as he did so.

“Alright, heat won’t be an issue. It’s always warm here. Rock Trolls enjoy… cheese and cupcakes?” Bison whispered.

The little Troll nodded.

Bison filled a little bowl with water and soap and washed the little Troll. He used a bit of his shampoo on the Troll’s hair, since Troll hair was very important to keep healthy.

Soon, the little creature was clean.

The little creature was given a bit of water and a cheese cracker. It looked ecstatic to have such big food.

The creature swallowed a big gulp of water and sighed.

“Thanks!” The creature said.

“You can speak?” Bison asked.

“I can sing, can’t I?” The creature asked. “Well, singing and talking are different. I’m so happy that I can lube up the pipes.”

The creature looked up at Bison.

“I’m Valerian! I know that the guy told you I was a Rock Troll, and I am from Volcano Rock City, but…” Valerian blew his fringe from his eye. “I’m actually more of a post-punk Troll.”

Bison looked at Valerian with amazement.

“Do you mind if I make a makeshift bed for you in my sock drawer? I… wasn’t expecting to bring a Troll home today.” Bison said.

“Sure!” Valerian chirped.

Soon, little Valerian was fast asleep in Bison’s sock drawer. Valerian seemed in desperate need of sleep.

Bison questioned his mercy for this tiny creature. Why was it that Valerian inspired him to go so far out of the way?

Bison would contemplate that later. Now, it was time for sleep.

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Bison walked through the Metro City streets. Their heavy clothing concealed their identity. Lord knows they didn’t want to be found before they found him . It might give him time to run away. Bison couldn’t stand being away from him much longer.

Bison’s eyes drifted up to one of the electric billboards, just in time to see his face. Valerian no longer wore gold jewelry, and he didn’t wear as much makeup. Valerian looked cute with the more playful and spritely makeup he was wearing, right eye done up in purple eyeshadow and left in blue. Dark blue and deep pink eyeliner was over his right eye while the left had white and black. Little yellow stars were stamped under his eyes.

He put both hands over his mouth, nails painted in purple and blue, and blew a big starry kiss. The text “Make a wish!” appeared next to his face.

Hot, angry tears streamed down Bison’s cheeks. Valerian was better than this. He was worth more than his childhood drawing that never should have left the fucking fridge. Valerian was the Prince of Shadaloo. Memes come and go. Being the Prince of Shadaloo was forever.

Was such pathetic debasement more honorable to Valerian than princehood?

Bison clenched their fist and the billboard suddenly blew out. Several people gasped in shock. As their attention was drawn to the billboard, Bison slipped away.

Bison needed no wishes on shooting stars. When they wanted something, they just took it. They wanted their son back, and they’d take him back.

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Bison was reading a newspaper on his favorite armchair while wearing his smoking jacket. He pawed around on the table next to him, but couldn’t find what he was looking for.

“Where could my pipe have gone?” Bison wondered to himself.

The door opened, and in walked Valerian. Valerian had something peculiar in its mouth.

“Valerian!” Bison shouted. Valerian jolted. It removed the pipe from its mouth.

“Sorry…” Valerian said. It held out the pipe. “Here you go.”

Bison took the pipe back. He looked at the mouth piece and saw that it was stained with blue lipstick. Bison slowly put the pipe into his mouth, licking around the mouth piece. He slapped his thigh once while wearing a devious smile.

“Come here.” Bison said. Valerian walked over and sat down in Bison’s lap. Bison rested his hand on Valerian’s thigh, slowly stroking.

“My baby. Did you want to be a big boy like Daddy?” Bison whispered.

“Maybe…” Valerian replied.

“Let me show you how little ones like you are meant to taste pipe smoke.” Bison said. He took a deep breath from the pipe and blew it in Valerian’s face. Valerian coughed a little, but the look on its face clearly indicated that it thoroughly enjoyed this.

“My Veevee.” Bison whispered. “If you want your own smoke, play with your candy flavored vape. You’re such a childish boy. The only way you’re having grown up smoke is if I blow my smoke in your face… or…”

Bison took another puff of his pipe and then took Valerian in a deep kiss. He blew into Valerian’s mouth. Valerian pulled away and coughed hard, not expecting the harsh smoke directly down his windpipe.

“You weakling!” Bison teased. “Poor little bitch boy can’t handle big man smoke.”

Bison gently kissed Valerian’s cheek.

“If you want to prove you’re a big enough boy to keep having smoke blown in your face…” Bison pulled out his cock. “You need to fuck my cock like a big boy.”

Valerian’s shorts were already on the floor by the time Bison finished his sentence. Valerian forced its hot pussy onto Bison’s cock.

“Fuck!” Bison exclaimed. “Hopeless plaything.”

Valerian bounced hard on Bison’s cock, moans spilling from its mouth. Bison grabbed Valerian’s butt and fondled it, kneading the soft flesh.

“You naughty slut.” Bison whispered. “You’re hopelessly addicted to my cock.”

“How can I resist you? How can anyone resist you?” Valerian whispered. “You’re a big strong man who takes charge of me. You smell so fucking good. You blow smoke down my throat and laugh at me when I cough.”

Bison let out a low chuckle and bit his lip.

“I’ve had completely broken brainwashing victims less submissive than you.” Bison purred. “Do I utterly intoxicate you just by being myself? Despite being your fucking father?”

“Mmm, actually, I like that you’re my dad…” Valerian whimpered. Bison slapped Valerian’s ass.

“You disgusting little pervert.” Bison teased. “You were born to be a Daddy’s slut, weren’t you?”

“Yeah…” Valerian admitted. Bison kissed it hard on the lips.

“My pervert.” Bison whispered. “My slut. My plaything. Mine .”

Valerian almost came all over Bison’s dick at a particularly hard thrust. Bison reached down and began fiddling with Valerian’s clit.

“Come on, cum. Cum on my dick like the hopeless fuck toy you are. You love my dick so much. Cum your brains out on my dick like a Daddy’s boy should.”

Bison kissed Valerian on the mouth and that was it for it. Valerian’s cunt viciously squeezed around Bison’s cock. When its orgasm was done, it slumped against Bison’s chest. Bison patted its head, before grabbing its ass and forcing it to bounce.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you, bitch?” Bison growled. “We’re not going to be done until your pussy is dripping with my seed.”

Valerian probably came at least three more times before Bison unloaded his balls right up against its cervix.

“Good boy.” Bison purred. “Perfect plaything.”

Bison held Valerian tightly, cock snug against its cervix.

“Be my pretty teddy bear, baby.” Bison whispered. “Daddy needs a cute snuggle toy.”

Valerian was so happy that it had a big strong mean daddy who would bully it. But it was even happier to have a daddy who would love on it after.

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Bison hated Valerian’s nose ring. They thought that it looked stupid. Valerian wasn’t a cow. Valerian honestly had too much metal in his face. But Bison, strangely, couldn’t get themself to make Valerian take it out or not get it repierced when he resurrected. They knew Valerian really loved his piercings, and despite how readily Bison was able to take their subordinates’ self-expression beforehand, they just couldn’t stand to do it to Valerian.

Bison was staring at Valerian one day. Valerian was focused on some computer work, bouncing his leg like a piston. Bison’s eyes drifted to that shiny gold ring in his nose.

“Valerian.” Bison said.

“Yeah?” Valerian asked, not looking away from his screen. Bison grabbed Valerian’s nose ring and turned his head to face them.

“When I call your name, you will turn to face me and address me properly.” Bison growled, keeping the nose ring pinched between their fingers. “Is that clear?”

“Yes, Dad…” Valerian’s cheeks were noticeably heating up. Bison’s hand left Valerian’s nose and moved up to his head.

“Good boy.” Bison said. They looked back down at the nose ring. They fondled it again. “Hm. This thing has a use other than making you look like a dumb little cow.”

“I want to be a dumb little cow.” Valerian said. “Milk my titties and make me moo.”

Bison immediately got painfully hard in their pants.

“I may have to take you up on that offer sometime. But…” Bison smiled a fearsome smile. “You need something here that’s easier for me to grab. I want to lead you around by your septum, slut.”

“Oh, goodness…” Valerian said, cheeks turning completely red. Bison pulled his nose ring upwards, forcing him onto his feet.

“You act so innocent and coy, but I know better. You’re a little slut who always opens his pretty legs for his own father.” Bison teased. “Maybe I could lead you around by your slutty cow tits too.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Valerian whined.

Soon, Valerian was naked and leashed up. The leash branched out into chains, one chain attached to his collar, one attached to a big gold hoop in his nose, and two attached to a clamp on each of his nipples. Bison smiled down at their son with satisfaction.

“Perfect.” Bison purred. “I think you can look cute with a nose ring after all.”

Valerian only responded with a moan. Bison let out a small chuckle and bit their lip. They pulled out their cock. Valerian looked eager, but made no move.

“Suck, bitch.” Bison growled.

Valerian pounced on Bison’s cock, effortlessly taking the whole thing down his throat. Bison looped their finger into Valerian’s nose ring.

“Good toy.” Bison purred.

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Valerian was having a chat with its father. Valerian said something funny, and then it happened.

Bison genuinely laughed. The way that their eyes scrunched shut and the sweet smile on their face charmed Valerian intensely.

So, Valerian’s brain decided it was time to smooch. And that was the only directive.

Valerian lunged in for a kiss, but it was stopped quickly by it and Bison’s large noses crashing into each other. Valerian recoiled, putting a hand over its nose. Bison laughed even harder.

“Oh, Veevee, did you forget we both had big noses?” Bison teased.

“Sorry. I got smooch brain.” Valerian said. “Instead of brain, only smooch.”

Bison’s eyelids lowered. They tilted Valerian’s face towards them. Bison leaned in, head tilted to avoid another nose collision, and kissed Valerian on the lips. Valerian melted into the kiss, popping its foot off the ground.

Valerian and Bison looked at each other, content smiles on their faces.

“There, better?” Bison asked.

“Maybe one more?” Valerian asked. Bison chuckled.

“Smooch brain indeed.” Bison tapped on Valerian’s forehead before going in and kissing it again.

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Bison sat on their throne, bored out of their mind. Valerian came up to them, nervously pushing its index fingers together.

“What is it, Valerian?” Bison asked.

“Umm.” Valerian said. It looked down at its cock, which looked painfully erect in its shorts. “It won’t go down.”

Valerian looked back up at Bison with the sweetest eyes. “Daddy? Help?”

Bison knew they couldn’t resist.

Valerian moaned and mewled as Bison sucked it off. Bison drooled all over Valerian’s cock, which enhanced its pleasure.

Bison viciously rubbed Valerian’s cock with their pecs, enveloping all five inches in a prison of muscle and fat. Valerian’s hips bucked into Bison’s chest.

Valerian whined as Bison lapped and kissed at its tender pucker. Its modest cock was still firmly enclosed in Bison’s chest.

“Daddyyyy, Daddy fuck…” Valerian moaned.

“In three, two, one…” Bison said. On cue, Valerian emptied its heavy balls between Bison’s tits.

Valerian sighed and flopped forward.

“Thank you, Daddy.” Valerian said. Its eyes wandered to Bison’s crotch, where it saw that Bison’s cock was straining their pants. “Does Daddy need Veevee to take care of them?”

“I would love that.” Bison said.

Several minutes later, Valerian’s anus was gaped out and leaking cum. Its prostate felt like it had been pancaked. Bison kissed its cheek.

“My boy. I love to spoil you.” Bison said.

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Valerian laid on the ground. Its body was covered in bruises and cuts. Its clothes were torn in places. It was also covered in dirt. It stared up at its father with a defiant look on its face. Bison glowered smugly over his latest victim.

“What’s wrong? Is Border Power not working out for you?” Bison asked, teasingly. “Then, maybe you should try something else.”

Bison unzipped his pants and pulled out his painfully erect cock. Valerian’s gaze was instantly fixed on Bison’s cock.

“Daddy’s dick has been aching for you this whole time.” Bison said. “I can’t help it, honey. Fighting my cute son turns me on.”

Valerian smiled, wrapping a hand around Bison’s cock and stroking.

“I won’t lose.” Valerian said.

A while later, Valerian was keening as Bison licked it into another orgasm.

“Oh, fuck, Daddy!” Valerian mewled. “Ahhh, ahhhh, fuck.”

Valerian’s legs were shaking, and it pressed kisses to Bison’s length.

“You always make me cum so hard.” Valerian said. “Your tongue is so magical on my microdick and pussy.”

“I’ll show you magical.” Bison said.

Bison’s fingers glowed purple with Psycho Power. Valerian squeaked as Bison licked its raw clit, painfully sensitive from its orgasm. Bison plunged his fingers into Valerian’s pussy and milked its g-spot hard with Psycho Power.

“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” Valerian shouted as it came again, even harder this time. Bison was relentless as he licked and fingered Valerian through its orgasm.

Valerian slumped over, tuckered out from cumming so much.

“Oh, you’re not done, baby boy.” Bison said. Bison extracted his fingers from Valerian’s pussy and licked them off. “You’re soaking wet, and I want to taste this sweet pussy lower.”

Bison laid Valerian on its back and held its legs back. Bison swiftly shoved himself into Valerian’s hole, creating a bulge in its gut. Valerian let out a squeak.

“You hug me so sweetly.” Bison said. “I’m absolutely in love with this precious pussy.”

Bison thrusted deep and hard into Valerian’s pussy. Valerian openly and shamelessly moaned, enjoying the fatherly love that was breaking its insides.

“Are you enjoying yourself, sweetheart?” Bison asked. He pinched Valerian’s nipple while grinding hard against its g-spot. Valerian couldn’t respond, so full of pleasure. Bison gave a mock frown.

“Aww, baby, if you aren’t going to give me an answer, then I guess you hate it.” Bison said. Bison pulled out, leaving Valerian’s pussy painfully empty.

“Please, please, please!” Valerian shouted, throwing its legs around Bison’s waist. “I love it so much, fuck me harder! Fuck me harder, Daddy!”

Bison grinned in satisfaction. “Then I’ll stop being the least bit gentle with you.”

Bison pushed back into Valerian’s pussy, and immediately his body surged with Psycho Power. Valerian’s belly bulged even more and it moaned. It could feel Bison’s cock pressing hard against its cervix.

“Ahh, Daddy, fuck my womb, break my womb.” Valerian whimpered.

“That’s exactly what I’m doing.” Bison said. “Daddy’s snatching up your cervical virginity.”

“Do it, break through and fuck me deeper than anyone else ever could.” Valerian begged.

Valerian’s cervix was forced open, and Bison’s cock popped inside. Valerian let out a moan of both pain and pleasure. It hurt so much to have such a tightly closed hole burst open, but at the same time, it felt incredibly good.

“Oh god, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” Valerian squealed. Its pussy squeezed hard around Bison’s cock. Bison laughed the whole time.

“Pathetic little plaything!” Bison teased. “I’m going to cum right in your womb.”

Bison groaned as he pushed in hard and deep, kissing the back of Valerian’s uterus. He emptied his balls right inside that intimate area, where most penises never got to kiss.

Bison pulled out and looked over his son. Valerian was dazed, with a small smile on its face. It held its tummy, hand over its aching womb.

“Thank you, Daddy.” Valerian said.

“Oh, don’t thank me yet.” Bison said. He sat up, showing off his huge cock. “Daddy isn’t done with you.”

Valerian was flipped over. Bison pulled a bottle of lubricant from his pocket and spread Valerian’s cheeks, showing off its pretty butthole. Bison drizzled lubricant on it, fingering it inside to thoroughly coat Valerian’s guts.

“That’s cold, Daddy…” Valerian playfully complained.

“You’re going to get something warm soon enough.” Bison said.

Bison doused his own cock in lubricant, and stroked himself to spread it around. He pushed himself into Valerian’s hole. Valerian moaned in a way that drove Bison crazy.

“I’m going to make you gape, little boy.” Bison purred.

“Ahh, break me.” Valerian mewled.

Bison reached down and began fondling Valerian’s tits. They didn’t quite fill his hands but they were soft and jiggly.

“Mmm, my breasts were never this big.” Bison said. “These soft tits are so cute.”

“Your chest is way bigger than mine, Dad.” Valerian replied.

“Even so, dear.” Bison purred. “It’s never been this big and soft.”

Bison pinched Valerian’s nipples, drawing out a moan. Bison continued to pinch and tug and play with Valerian’s sensitive nipples while still pounding it in the ass. Valerian was in absolute heaven getting its tits played with while getting fucked in the ass.

“There’s nothing sweeter than my son’s tight holes and sensitive teats.” Bison said. “I just want to tug and suckle on them until you start to make milk.”

“Oooh, Daddy…” Valerian mewled. “I’m your little cow. Break my holes and make me moo!”

“Oh, fuck, I can’t help myself.” Bison growled. He turned Valerian over, still balls deep in its ass, and began suckling and chewing on Valerian’s tits. Valerian was moaning so loudly.

“Fuck, Daddy!” Valerian moaned.

“These soft milkers.” Bison said before taking a prolonged, wet suck of Valerian’s teat. Bison pushed Valerian’s nipples together and sucked on both of them at once.

“FUCK, I’M CUMMING!” Valerian screamed. Bison could feel Valerian’s pussy contract from inside its anus. Bison soon came deep in Valerian’s back door.

Bison pulled out and looked over Valerian. The young man was sprawled out, seeping seed from both its lower holes. Its titties were suckled red, bite marks around the areolae.

“So perfectly filled.” Bison said. “Daddy thoroughly defeated you.”

“Hehe…” Valerian stuck its tongue out. “I lost.”

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Valerian giggled as it laid across Bison’s lap. It was baked out of its mind. Its sclera were bright red as it inhaled the blunt again. Bison laughed.

“You’re just completely intoxicated.” Bison purred.

“Huh?” Valerian asked. It could hardly understand what was being said. Bison laughed.

“Don’t worry, empty your pretty head. Daddy will handle you.” Bison purred.

Bison slowly spread Valerian’s legs and pulled its underwear down. Valerian only responded with mild confusion. Bison began rubbing Valerian’s pussy. Valerian let out a soft confused sound.

“Shh, shh, Daddy will take care of you.” Bison whispered.

“Okay…” Valerian said.

Bison held Valerian as close as he could as he fingered Valerian’s soft pussy open. Valerian only made sweet, soft whimpers in response.

“Good boy. Very very good boy.” Bison whispered. “You’re all mine, Valerian. You belong to me.”

Valerian took another hit of its blunt.

“Keep getting higher and higher.” Bison whispered.

Bison laid Valerian down on the bed, and pulled out his cock. He shoved it hard into Valerian’s wet hole. Valerian giggled while it was getting fucked.

“Haha, weed breeding…” Valerian mewled.

“Daddy’s ruining your pussy while your brain struggles to function.” Bison purred. “It’s so perfect, isn’t it?”

Valerian simply giggled. It let out vacant moans as Bison rutted it. Bison’s huge, thick, veiny cock pounded in and out of Valerian’s damp cunt. It made a wet splattering sound as he pistoned it.

“You’re the most precious boy. Fuck, I’m going to cum already.” Bison growled.

“Hehe, weed creampie…” Valerian mewled.

“Here it comes!” Bison growled. He gave one, two, three more thrusts before creampieing Valerian’s pussy.

“Mmm, I don’t think I had enough of you.” Bison purred. “Let’s go a few more rounds.”

Valerian simply giggled, smoked its blunt, and got breed for the rest of the night. Bison relentlessly fucked Valerian’s tight pussy until he collapsed.

The next morning, Valerian was in a daze. Bison was next to it, fast asleep.

“Ugh, I overweeded…” Valerian said. It sat up and felt several loads dripping from its pussy. “Oh, goodness. Dad had fun with me.”

Valerian giggled.

“Love you, Dad.” Valerian leaned in and kissed Bison on the cheek. “I’ll try to get breakfast started.”

Valerian climbed out of bed, legs shaking.

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Valerian knew that Bison could easily read his mind. So, he decided to try a little experiment.

Valerian was eating breakfast with Bison. He shot Bison a look.

“Mating press, Daddy. I want a mating press.” Valerian thought. “Mating press me until I get knocked up.”

Valerian could feel Bison reading his mind, but Bison didn’t respond, verbally or mentally.

Valerian was standing next to Bison as he sat in his throne. Valerian rocked on his feet.

“Mating press. Deep, hard, cervix smashing mating press.” Valerian thought. “Kiss me hard while you mating press me.”

Valerian was getting very excited, but Bison was unphased.

Valerian and Bison were walking down the hallway together.

“Mating press, mating press, mating press.” Valerian thought. “Steamy incestuous mating press sex with your son.”

Bison turned around and grabbed Valerian’s chin with a smile.

“Mijo, look at me.” Bison said, gently yet menacingly. “Do you really think you can just get what you want by beaming it into my brain and demanding it?”

Bison spat on Valerian’s cheek.

“If my little boy wants something from me, he’s going to have to beg where everybody can hear.” Bison purred. “So if you really want what you’re thinking of, beg me for it as loud as you can.”

Valerian whimpered.

“Daddy, can I please have a…” Valerian began.

“What is it you want, baby doll?” Bison asked.

“Can I please have a mating press?!” Valerian shouted. “A hot, steamy mating press where you kiss me and try to knock me up?!”

Bison grinned.

“Good boy. Was that so hard, now?” Bison teasingly asked. “Come with me.”

Valerian soon found himself on his back with his legs pinned under Bison’s hips, Bison’s muscular body crushing him and Bison’s massive cock destroying his pussy. Bison sucked on Valerian’s thick tongue, and then pushed his own inside hard. Valerian’s cervix felt bruised.

Bison unloaded his balls against Valerian’s cervix. Valerian immediately came hard on his dick.

Bison rubbed Valerian’s womb. Valerian was panting, winded from the intense pounding he’d just gotten. Bison’s cum leaked out of Valerian’s ruined hole.

“It’s better to openly express how much of a slut you are for me, Valerian.” Bison said. “To beg for a breeding and show everyone in the world how much of a slut you are.”

Bison kissed Valerian on the cheek.

“I love you.” Bison said.

“I love you too, Daddy.” Valerian said. “I’m your breedable cum pet.”

Bison leaned in and gave Valerian a steamy tongue kiss.

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Valerian leaned on the desk where Bison sat. It had a burning question on its mind. Today, it would uncover one of its father’s greatest mysteries.

“Hey Dad?” Valerian called.

“Yes, Veevee?” Bison replied.

“What’s the ‘M’ stand for?” Valerian asked. It fully expected Bison to pull out a troll answer or dodge the question entirely.

“Magnus.” Bison said. “My full name is Magnus Bison.”

Valerian was surprised at the ease and nonchalance that came out with.

“Really?” Valerian asked. “That’s it?”

“It’s not like it’s a secret.” Bison said.

“That’s not even on your Wikipedia page.” Valerian replied.

“I never check that anyway. I don’t really care about it.” Bison said.

“It’s a nice name. Really fits you.” Valerian said.

“It means ‘great’ in Latin.” Bison said. “You’ve a strong name as well. Your name is from the powerful Roman family of Valeria and the Latin verb valere, meaning strong and healthy.”

“It’s also a little pink flower that kitties go crazy for and that helps you fall asleep!” Valerian exclaimed, its voice raising several octaves. Bison chuckled.

“That as well, dearest.” Bison said.

“Sooo, Magnus…” Valerian said. Bison grabbed it by the front of its shirt.

“It’s very rude for a boy to address its father by their name.” Bison growled. “It’s ‘Dad’ to you. Or better yet, ‘Daddy’.”

Valerian’s face turned bright red.

“I know… I just wanted you to be all sexy mad at me.” Valerian said. It giggled.

“Naughty boy.” Bison patted their lap. “Come here, let Daddy give you a spanking.”

Valerian went to lay across Bison’s lap, but they stopped it.

“That’s not the spanking position I want you to take.” Bison growled. They pulled out their cock. “Get under the desk and bounce that pretty little pussy on Daddy’s cock.”

Valerian was soon bouncing its juicy hole on Bison’s huge cock. Bison was striking its ass every time they were fully hilted, making it clench deliciously. Valerian was moaning like a little bitch as it bounced hard on Bison’s cock.

Valerian was left spent under the desk, asscheeks covered with welts and pussy gaping and dripping with seed.

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Bison viciously threw their fists, each punch making a smack echo through the gymnasium. Bison threw a particularly hard punch, and the object they were punching let out a whimper.

For it wasn’t a punching bag at all.

Valerian hung limply by its wrists, wearing nothing but a cut off compression top, slutty gym shorts, and sports tape on its hands and feet. Its exposed belly was covered in bruises, fist shaped and lightly smoldering with Psycho Power.

Bison laughed and tilted up Valerian’s chin. “You know, boy, it is foolish to ask for this position. A lesser man would have succumbed to the first strike.”

Valerian smiled up at Bison.

“Good thing I’m my father’s son.” Valerian replied. Bison chuckled at this.

“Come here.” Bison leaned in and gave Valerian a hot kiss on the lips. They pushed their tongue in and slid it around a little before pulling back. A small strand of spit connected their tongue to Valerian’s. Valerian looked so wrecked, clearly affected by the gut punches more than as pain.

Bison cocked their arm back and launched a punch supercharged with Psycho Power. Valerian let out a moan as Bison’s fist hit its gut, eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out.

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Valerian nervously bounced its leg as it tried to work up its nerve.

“What did you want to tell me?” Bison asked.

Valerian sighed.

“Dad…” Valerian began. “I’m not a human being. I’m actually a monster.”

“A monster?” Bison got a weird little smile on their face. “Oh, what kind?”

Valerian undid its boots, and pulled off its socks. Its shins were covered in a thick layer of green hair, down to the tops of its feet. The skin of its feet was purple, and its nails were orange. Its big toenails had prongs of keratin, like forks. Bison smiled slyly as they looked Valerian’s legs over.

“Dad, I’m an ogre.” Valerian said.

“I knew all along.” Bison said. Valerian’s jaw dropped.

“What?” Valerian peeped.

“I only ever fucked your mother while she was in her ogre form.” Bison said.

“I didn’t know you knew she was an ogre!” Valerian said.

“You never asked.” Bison said.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Valerian asked.

“Oh, it’s just Bison being Bison, darling.” Bison said. Valerian sighed.

“Well, do you want me to monster up?” Valerian asked.

“I would love that.” Bison purred.

Valerian stood up and took a deep breath.

“Ogre up!” Valerian shouted.

Valerian transformed into its true form. It had purple skin, pointed ears, and orange nails on its fingers. Its hair was actually naturally green. It seemed to have a bit more mass, but was the same height.

“So…” Valerian smiled an awkward smile. “This is the real me.”

Bison placed a hand on Valerian’s shoulder, then leaned over and kissed it on the cheek.

“The real you is precious.” Bison said. “You are no longer to change your shape. I want my little ogre to be its true self.”

Valerian felt its heart beating. Bison nudged their nose behind Valerian’s ear and sniffed.

“Mmm.” Bison reached up and touched Valerian’s chest, over what appeared to be a pin of a cake. “You’re a cake ogre.”

“Yep!” Valerian replied.

“You smell so good.” Bison said.

Bison nibbled at Valerian’s neck and kissed its cheek.

“Let me get to know your real body.” Bison purred.

Soon, Valerian was out of breath and panting. Its pudgy, hairy ogre pussy was stuffed full of cum and its big clit was rubbed red. Its purple skin was covered in bites and bruises. There was a trail of thick green hair going from its pubes all the way to the carpet of hair on its breasts.

“You fucked me really hard, Dad.” Valerian said.

“Daddy can’t help themself.” Bison said. “This is my first time with your true body. Your pretty ogre body.”

Bison was hard again.

“Daddy’s going to fuck you again.” Bison growled.

“Go ahead.” Valerian said.

Bison pushed into Valerian’s pussy and began thrusting.

“Ogre pussy is the best.” Bison whispered.

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Valerian sat with his legs up, scrolling through his phone. Bison was brushing Valerian’s hair.

“You know, there’s a timeline where I’m raising a kid that’s biologically Jamie Kennedy’s.” Valerian said.

“What makes you say that?” Bison asked. Valerian gave a sort of scoff-laugh.

“My ex was weirdly serious about getting knocked up by him.” Valerian replied.

“What on Earth is wrong with them?” Bison asked. Valerian shrugged.

“A lot, honestly.” Valerian said. “Hey, I’ve done Fanboy and Chum Chum erotic roleplay.”

Bison’s eyes widened. “You what?”

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Valerian was down in its goon cave, gooning itself braindead. Its eyes were rolling back into its head as it beat off. What was Valerian gooning to, you ask? Why, it was gooning to the TrollsTopia episode The Makeunder. Valerian loved stroking to Lownote Jones. He was so, so sexy.

Suddenly, in the middle of the episode, Lownote turned to the screen at a moment where Valerian knew that he wasn’t supposed to.

“Hey.” Lownote said. Valerian immediately stopped stroking itself. Lownote appeared to be looking Valerian up and down.

“Look at you. I’m not even doing anything sexy, but you’re rubbing yourself raw.” Lownote said. Valerian had no clue what it was witnessing. That was certainly the same voice Lownote always had.

“Excuse me? Are you talking to me?” Valerian asked.

“Yes, I’m talking to you, baby.” Lownote said. He chuckled. “You’re so cute. Anyway, Lownote Jones has a little mission for you. Up for it, Valerian?”

Valerian still had no clue what was going on. “Uh, okay.”

“Your Daddy’s gonna be home in a few minutes. Go up into their bedroom and wait for them.” Lownote licked his lips. “I want you to completely empty your balls in their pussy. You give your Daddy’s womb all of your sweet, sticky stuff, okay, baby?”

“Okay, Lownote.” Valerian said.

“Good boy.” Lownote purred. “Run along now, baby.”

Valerian got up and went all the way over to Bison’s room. Valerian waited on the bed, keeping itself hard by stroking its cock from time to time.

Bison soon entered the room, and they grinned.

“Oooh, what’s this? My boy presenting itself to me on a silver platter, practically?” Bison asked.

“I’ve been gooning for a while now.” Valerian said, raising its hips and showing off its cock. “Does Daddy’s meaty, hot pussy want to use my cock?”

Bison licked their lips. “Of course, darling.”

Bison proceeded to absolutely drain Valerian’s balls with their pussy. The strong muscles of Bison’s cunt absolutely wrung Valerian out to the last drop.

Bison was riding Valerian’s cock, consciously milking its dick with their pussy. Valerian was whimpering pathetically. Its cock was really, really sensitive given it had god knows how many orgasms.

“That’s a good boy, Veevee, flood Daddy’s womb with your sweet cum.” Bison purred. “Come on, just empty your balls completely.”

“Ahh, Daddy.” Valerian whimpered. “My cock is your personal dildo, Daddy!”

Valerian whined as it pumped its final load into Bison’s greedy pussy. It tipped its head back, tongue falling out. Bison leaned in and licked its tongue.

“Good boy.”

Valerian curled up next to its father, hugging their arm. Its cock was so sore. Bison looked smug.

“Thank you for using your dildo, Daddy.” Valerian said.

“You’re such a good dildo that it’s hard not to fuck you silly.” Bison purred. “Oh, and please do interrupt your goon sessions more often to come see me. Your cock feels so good when it’s right in the middle of being edged.”

Valerian smiled and sighed, kissing Bison’s arm.

“I love you, Daddy.” Valerian purred.

“I love you too, baby.” Said a voice that wasn’t Bison’s, yet was coming out of their mouth.

Valerian pulled itself up on its arms. Bison was grinning as they held a voice modulator up to their face.

“You did some weird shit to make it look like Lownote Jones was telling me to fuck you, weren’t you?” Valerian said. Bison tossed aside the voice modulator.

“And what would you do if I did?” Bison asked.

Valerian hit them with a pillow.

“You GOOFBALL! You SILLY GUY!” Valerian shouted as it hit Bison with the pillow. “You are SO SILLY!”

Valerian flopped down on Bison, who immediately began tickling it. Valerian squealed and giggled.

Valerian soon sighed against Bison’s chest. “Putting my gooned out cock in your pussy feels really good.”

“That’s adorable.” Bison kissed Valerian’s forehead.

“I do goon sessions for your sake, you know.” Valerian said. “It keeps my stamina high so I can make you feel good.”

Bison hugged Valerian tightly.

“Oh, such a perfect boy.” Bison whispered.

Bison and Valerian fell asleep together, content and warm.

Chapter Text

Valerian suddenly found itself right in front of the throne room.

“How did I get here?” Valerian muttered. It opened the door and immediately its heart shattered.

Bison was passionately kissing a painfully average and boring looking man. Bison laughed as they pulled away. The expression of joy they had turned into utter contempt the instant they saw Valerian.

“Haven’t I told you not to interrupt me while I’m with him?” Bison growled. “I already told you we aren’t going to have a relationship anymore.”

Tears streamed freely down Valerian’s cheeks.

“Dad…” Valerian whined.

“I’m fucking sick of you and your nonsense. Every day it’s always some new thing.” Bison growled. They angrily pointed at Valerian. “You are no longer the Prince of Shadaloo. Get out of this place at once. I never want to see you again.”

The doors were slammed in Valerian’s face. Immediately, Valerian’s stomach and intestines began to clench. It dropped to its knees, stunned and nauseous. Fuck, it was happening. It was really happening. It could hear Bison talk through the door.

“Now that the dickless little waste is out of the picture, how about you knock me up with its replacement?” Bison asked.

Valerian vomited on the floor and proceeded to pass out in the puke.

Valerian awoke in a hospital bed, disoriented. The door burst open soon after.

“Valerian!” Bison shouted. They ran over and hugged Valerian. “You’re awake!”

Valerian tried to figure out what the fuck was going on for a minute.

“What the hell happened?” Valerian asked.

“You were hit with some kind of attack. You got this horrified look on your face and then threw up.” Bison explained.

“Shit, that was a ‘worst fear’ kind of attack.” Valerian said. “It must have pulled my worst fears out the back of my head and turned them into a vision to fuck with me.”

“What did you see?” Bison asked.

Valerian sighed. “You dumped me and kicked me out for a boring cishet guy and then got knocked up with his kid.”

Bison looked utterly repulsed by this scenario.

“That’s revolting. Why would I do that?” Bison hugged Valerian. “I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone. I wouldn’t throw you away for anyone, especially not… someone like you’re describing. You’ll never have to feel like that again.”

Valerian smiled and hugged Bison.

“I’m glad that wasn’t real. I love you, Daddy. I don’t know what I would do without you.” Valerian said.

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Valerian was picking at his teeth while looking at himself in a hand mirror, which was black with a Shadaloo emblem on it. He stood next to Bison, who was sitting in their throne, looking vaguely menacing.

“Dad, can I do heroin?” Valerian asked.

“Absolutely not.” Bison replied.

“Yeah, fair.” Valerian replied. “Any other opiates?”

“Again, no. You don’t even need painkillers anyway.” Bison said. “You can literally just heal yourself with Daddy cuddles.”

“How about umm… cocaine?” Valerian asked.

“You can have one line of it a month.” Bison said. “Daddy has to personally vet it so they know it’s pure.”

“Can I do it off the back of your cock?” Valerian asked. Bison’s eyes widened a little.

“I enjoy that concept thoroughly.” Bison said.

Valerian smiled and giggled.

“How about weed?” Valerian asked.

“Actually thought about giving you some soon.” Bison cracked a small smile. “It would be really cute to have you in my arms, stoned and pliable.”

Valerian wiggled his hips.

“Well, how about sex drugs?” Valerian asked.

“Be careful with those.” Bison said. “You can have poppers sometimes, but you may not use those dubious gas station pills. You have a delicate heart, dear.”

Valerian bit his finger.

“How about… Daddy dick?” Valerian burst into laughter.

“Oh, you can have that drug any time.” Bison said. “In fact, come.”

Bison pulled out their cock.

“Take a hit.” Bison purred.

Valerian kneeled before Bison and began worshiping their cock. Bison sighed happily.

“My son is my drug of choice.” Bison purred.

Chapter Text

Bison didn’t remember what the argument was even about. He and Valerian were embroiled in it, rage steadily growing.

Then, Bison said something he immediately regretted.

“You are NOT my son!” Bison shouted.

The room suddenly went quiet. Valerian began to tear up.

“Oh no, Veevee.” Bison whispered. “I… I didn’t mean that.”

Valerian ran out of the room, crying. Bison followed it.

“Veevee, please, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it! Don’t hurt yourself!” Bison shouted.

Bison immobilized Valerian with his Psycho Power and pulled it close. Bison squeezed Valerian tightly and let it cry into his chest.

“I’m sorry, baby. You’re my baby.” Bison whispered. “You’re my one and only son, now and forever, and I’ll love you for all of eternity.”

Bison picked Valerian up and carried it to the laboratory.

“Daddy’s going to take it back.” Bison whispered. “You’re not going to hurt over this for long. Trust me, baby doll.”

Next thing Valerian knew, it was lying in bed with a headache. It felt like it had forgotten something.

Bison entered Valerian’s bedroom, going to its bedside.

“Are you alright?” Bison asked.

“My head hurts…” Valerian said.

“Aww…” Bison kissed Valerian’s head. “You got hurt on a mission, and you got knocked out. You must have a concussion. You’ll be alright, don’t worry.”

“Okay…” Valerian said.

Bison held both of Valerian’s hands.

“You’re my baby, no matter what. You’re my one and only precious son, and you deserve to be here.” Bison kissed Valerian on the forehead. “No matter what, I will choose to be your Daddy.”

“Aww, Dad.” Valerian nuzzled into Bison’s cheek. “What brought this on?”

Bison felt a pinch in his chest.

“Oh, nothing. I just wanted to remind you.” Bison said.

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Valerian whimpered as its legs ached. It glanced over at Bison on his throne.

“Dad, my legs hurt.” Valerian said.

“Perhaps if you didn’t float like a pixie in lieu of walking so much, you wouldn’t be having this problem.” Bison replied.

Valerian sighed through its nose. Bison smirked.

“Well, alright, you can sit.” Bison said. Valerian looked excited, then looked around for a chair.

“Where?” Valerian asked.

Bison used his Psycho Power to pull Valerian into his lap. Valerian squeaked in surprise.

“Oh!” Valerian squeaked. It got cozy in Bison’s lap. It kissed Bison on the cheek. “Yeah, I like this.”

Bison tenderly held Valerian in his lap, stroking its belly. He occasionally pressed a kiss to Valerian’s lips.

FANG entered, and a scarlet flush appeared across the bridge of his nose. He didn’t know what to say.

“If Dad says I can do it, it’s not a violation of Prince etiquette.” Valerian said.

“Indeed.” Bison replied. “What I want for my son is more important than any other ruling.”

“Oh, no, I just want to say…” FANG smiled. “Your love for your son is so beautiful, Lord Bison!”

Valerian gave its father several cheek kisses.

“You do not need a throne. My lap is your throne.” Bison kissed Valerian’s chin. “My perfect, spoiled little boy.”

Bison unbuttoned Valerian’s shorts. He looked to FANG briefly.

“You can watch.” Bison said. FANG let out a squawk of joy.

“Oh, thank you, Lord Bison.” FANG said.

Soon, all who passed the throne room could hear Valerian’s moans as it was impaled on its father’s cock, Bison’s filthy growls, and FANG’s extreme enthusiasm about the whole thing.

Chapter Text

Bison opened Valerian’s door and stepped into its bedroom. Bison frowned when they saw Valerian’s face twisted into a pained grimace. Bison went to Valerian’s bedside and placed a hand on its head.

Bison saw the throne room. Valerian was standing next to Bison’s throne, which had Bison in it. However, there was someone else there. A strange person that Bison had never seen before. A shock of pink hair, dark brown at the roots, and an hourglass figure. Valerian looked incredibly uncomfortable and upset.

“Oh, my dear, you are a far better lover than Valerian.” Bison said.

“I love my Bison baby!” The stranger said, in a perfect valley girl timbre.

Bison knew they had to do something about this.

Valerian felt like it was being disemboweled over and over again. Out of all miserable outcomes, it had to be this. Out of everyone, Valerian’s father had to leave it for… them .

Suddenly, the doors burst open. Standing there was… Bison. Another Bison. One that somehow felt more real than the one in the throne. This new Bison waved their arms, and the scene around themself and Valerian dispelled, including the horrendous scenario.

Bison ran up to Valerian and gave it a big hug. Valerian sighed in relief.

“Oh thank fuck, I’m dreaming.” Valerian said. It leaned close and gave Bison a hug.

“Who was that in my lap?” Bison asked. Valerian suddenly tensed and pulled away.

“Oh, nobody, nobody! Just, some uh… some kind of dream person that my brain conjured up! Came out of nowhere but my insecurities!” Valerian chuckled. “Any similarities to persons living or in a perpetual state of identity death and rebirth are pure coinkydink!”

Valerian nervously giggled. Bison felt that they’d regret prying.

“Well then, dearest.” Bison took Valerian’s hand. “Allow for me to turn painful falsehoods into wonderful truths.”

Bison raised their arms and the aether around them and Valerian formed into a new scene.

Valerian was in a gothic castle. It wore a bouffant dress, nothing around its neck. The rooms were only sparsely lit.

As Valerian stumbled through an entryway, it found only darkness. It felt a presence, though.

Candleabras spontaneously lit themselves by a staircase, which crowned in the chandelier overhead lighting itself. Standing at the top of the stairs was Bison, wearing a dark suit and a cloak. They held out a gloved hand.

Valerian hoisted its skirt up and ran up the stairs, eagerly taking Bison’s hand as it reached the top. Bison took Valerian’s hand and pulled it close. They wrapped their free arm around Valerian’s waist.

The world seemed to spin around the father and son as Bison’s hot breaths grew closer to Valerian’s neck. Then, Bison sunk their teeth in.

Valerian giggled in its sleep. “Ooh, Daddy.”

Bison squeezed Valerian around the waist as they lay behind him. “My little boy shall never again be disturbed by nightmares. I will protect it, always.”

Chapter Text

Valerian was playing Pokémon on his nifty little portable gaming PC. He looked up for a moment, and that’s when he noticed.

His hat was gone.

Valerian looked around the room, PC hanging from his hand, playing its bitcrushed sounds. But it was to no avail! His hat was nowhere to be found!

Valerian reasoned that perhaps his father would be of help. So, he left his room and made his way over.

Valerian could hear music coming from Bison’s room. Specifically “Love Machine” by The Miracles. He thought nothing of it.

Valerian opened the door, and immediately, he found his hat. And one of his leotards. And a pair of his tights.

They were all on Lownote, who was on Bison. The leotard was pulled to one side, Bison’s cock deep inside Lownote’s ass.

Bison and Lownote both looked at Valerian, alerted by the sound of his game, and their faces filled with immediate embarrassment. Valerian stood there stunned.

“Oh! H-Hi, baby.” Lownote said, giving an awkward smile.

Valerian sighed. “If you are going to take my clothes to do… I don’t know, is this some kind of roleplay?”

“Lownote put your clothes on as a joke, but he looked very good in them, and things…” Bison said.

“Please at least notify me so I know where my clothes are. I almost panicked about losing my hat.” Valerian said.

“Oh, we’re sorry, baby.” Lownote said.

Valerian stepped into the room more.

“You do look good, though.” Valerian said, nibbling his finger. “Jesus, I forget how slutty this thing is without the sash and the shorts. It’s slutty with those!”

“And what of your current apparel?” Bison asked.

Valerian looked down at his clothes. He was wearing an oversized black shirt with the teeth on the cover of Swans’s Filth on it and a pair of bubblegum pink thigh high socks. Valerian knew that his fathers knew that he was not wearing anything under it. The only thing that kept him from constant freeballing was him not wanting other people to see his junk.

Most other people, anyway.

“Yeah, this is a bit of a slut outfit.” Valerian said. “Personal though, not public.”

Lownote tickled Valerian’s chin.

“Yeah, you’re our personal slut.” Lownote purred. “Do you wanna eat Maggie’s ass while I ride them, and then clean mine out after they cum?”

“Do I?!” Valerian said with an extreme amount of enthusiasm.

So, Valerian had a wonderful time. He worshiped Bison’s hole, then when they came, he sucked all the cum out of Lownote’s hole. He made sure to get it extra clean, which was totally not just an excuse to lick it for longer than he was intended to. Lownote didn’t mind a bit. Valerian was thusly rewarded for his assistance with Lownote pumping a load into his mouth.

Soon, Valerian found himself snuggled up between his fathers.

Valerian reached up and snatched his hat from Lownote’s head.

“My hat.” Valerian peeped. Lownote chuckled.

“Oh, I was just borrowing it.” Lownote said.

“You can keep borrowing it…” Valerian replied. “Do you know why it’s special?”

“Why is that?” Lownote asked.

“Well, this pin is my father’s first gift to me.” Valerian explained. Bison reached over and looked over the hat. They stared hard at the gold wing pin.

“I think that was on my hat when I last died.” Bison said. “Partially, anyway.”

“Yeah! It’s my special good luck charm!” Valerian said.

Lownote thought for a moment. He reached behind himself and pulled from seemingly nowhere a gold star pin. He affixed it to the hat.

“There.” Lownote said. “You got one from both of us now!”

Valerian looked at his hat, seeing that the star was right next to the wing, given the impression that the star was winged.

Valerian was so overcome with emotion, he could only just lunge forward and kiss Lownote repeatedly. Lownote laughed at this.

“Thank yoooou.” Valerian squeaked.

“I need to give Chip some kind of present.” Bison said. “What’s his gait as a Troll again?”

“Fours.” Lownote replied.

“Right.” Bison replied. “So, perhaps a bracelet…”

Valerian sighed happily as he nuzzled into Lownote’s chest. He loved his family.

Chapter Text

Valerian woke up and realized he hadn’t changed his menstrual cup for over 12 hours. He realized this because his fluid had leaked into the nice, cute underwear that his dad bought for him. It was blue with little puppies all over it, and now it was stained crimson. Along with the sheets that Valerian laid on.

Valerian climbed out of bed and trudged, whimpering, to Bison’s room. Valerian stared at his father. Bison looked so graceful and refined, even in his sleep. Valerian shook his shoulder, causing him to wake slowly.

“Ah, dearest…” Bison said. He looked at Valerian’s face. “What troubles you, child?”

Valerian sniffled and looked down at his crotch.

“I-I wet myself,” Valerian began. “b-but I wet myself really bad.”

Bison looked down at Valerian’s crotch, staring hungrily at the stain.

“Oh, dearest, come here.” Bison pulled Valerian into a hug. Valerian hiccuped and sobbed into his shoulder. He patted Valerian’s back.

“There, there, dearest, you’re okay.” Bison purred. “Daddy will fix it.”

Bison squeezed Valerian a little tighter.

“Did you wet your sheets too?” Bison asked.

“Y-Yes.” Valerian whimpered. “I’m sorry I made such a big mess.”

Bison kissed Valerian on the head.

“Oh, querido, don’t worry.” Bison purred. “Let’s go see.”

Valerian led Bison back to his room. Bison began laughing when he saw the red spot on the sheets.

“Aww, did Veevee wet himself?” Bison teased. “Did he make a big bloody mess in his bed?”

Valerian let out a whimper. Bison removed the sheets and threw them into the laundry basket.

“Good thing it’s laundry day tomorrow.” Bison commented. He turned around and grabbed Valerian’s underpants. He pulled them down, revealing Valerian’s bloody pubes. Valerian let out a little whimper.

“Fuck, you really messed yourself.” Bison snarled. He lifted the briefs to his nose, sniffing the red secretion. He then sucked at the stain. Valerian let out a yelp of surprise.

“The blood of my beautiful son.” Bison let out a moan as he licked the stain. Valerian felt his clit throb. Bison threw the underwear into the basket and grabbed Valerian’s wrist.

“Come here, boy.” Bison snarled. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Bison sat Valerian on the open toilet. He plunged two fingers into Valerian’s cunt. Valerian let out a harsh whine. He pulled Valerian’s menstrual cup out, holding it steady. His fingers were stained red with fluid.

“A toast to my beautiful son.” Bison said. He threw back the cup like he was throwing back a shot. A rivulet of blood dripped down his chin. He let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Bison pulled the string out of Valerian’s cup and began cleaning it with his mouth. He made loud moans and groans of pleasure as he lapped up the foul fluid. He sucked and licked at it thoroughly, not wanting to miss a drop.

Bison set the cup aside. He grabbed Valerian’s hips.

“Let Daddy clean you up.” Bison growled. He spread Valerian’s lips, giving his tender pinkness a long, lewd lick. He let out several moans as his tongue weaved through Valerian’s folds, hunting for blood. Bison sucked at Valerian’s pubes, rolling off the dried blood with his tongue. Bison pushed his tongue into Valerian’s cunt, licking up whatever blood he could. Bison pulled away, face smeared in blood like he was a wolf pulling away from the corpse of its prey. Bison stood up and hastily pulled out his cock. Bison pressed the tip against Valerian’s entrance.

“You’re going to need deep cleaning, mi vida. Daddy’s tongue isn’t going to finish the job.” Bison purred. Valerian whimpered, spreading his cunt lips with his fingers.

“P-Please.” Valerian whined. Bison pushed his cock into Valerian’s hole, letting out a groan as he hilted.

“Fuck, how are you still so tight?” Bison gave a hard thrust. “I’ve been using you and using you and your cunt just keeps hugging me.”

Bison continued thrusting into Valerian’s hole. His cock was covered in Valerian’s juice. Blood clots stuck to his length.

“I wish you could be on your period all the time.” Bison chuckled. “But it’s alright. I can make do with your intestines.”

Valerian’s cunt throbbed as Bison’s cock battered against the back wall.

“I wish I could just, mmm, force myself in your womb,” Bison angled his cock towards Valerian’s cervix. “and just scoop out all your delicious blood. Peel all your uterine lining away. Then no more period for my beautiful boy.”

Valerian let out a moan and pushed back against Bison’s cock.

“Oh, god, I’m close.” Valerian whined. Bison reached down and rubbed Valerian’s clit.

“I love when you cum all over my cock.” Bison purred. “So go ahead. I want to feel that cunt flex around my length. I want to feel you pulse.”

Bison rubbed Valerian’s clit harder as he ground the head of his cock against his cervix. Valerian came undone, his mouth silently falling open as his cunt flexed around Bison’s cock. Bison groaned in pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, you’re milking me. You’re getting your milk.” Bison groaned. He tried his best to kiss Valerian’s cervix with the head of his cock, hoping that at least a bit of sperm would shoot inside. Bison came, pouring a fat load in Valerian’s cunt.

Bison unceremoniously pulled out, a wad of strawberry shortcake seed spilling out into the toilet below. Bison grabbed the cup and stared at it with confusion.

“Now how does this work?” Bison asked. He rethreaded the cup.

“Oh, you just-“ Valerian was interrupted by Bison unceremoniously and haphazardly shoving the cup into his cunt, not even trying to fold it.

“There we go!” Bison chirped. Valerian whimpered. Bison looked down at his bloody and still hard cock.

“I wish I could taste myself right now.” Bison lamented. “Why don’t you do it for me?”

Before Valerian could answer, Bison pulled him off the toilet and onto his knees. He pushed his cock into Valerian’s mouth and began fucking his face.

“Fuck, good boy. Oh, your mouth feels so good.” Bison groaned. “You haven’t made much progress with your gag reflex though. Oh well, all the better.”

Valerian gagged on Bison’s cock repeatedly. Every single push resulted in another gag. Bison pulled out for a moment and laid his cock on Valerian’s face. Tears were streaming down his face and his spit was thick and viscous. Bison slid back in, pushing deeper and deeper until his balls smacked Valerian’s chin with every thrust. His cock bulged in Valerian’s throat.

“That’s it, dearest, keep gagging on me.” Bison purred. “Your throat convulsing and attempting to force me out feels amazing.”

Bison groaned deliciously as he pounded good and hard into Valerian’s throat. Valerian felt absolutely delirious. Gagging on Daddy’s cock felt so good.

“Oh, already, here it comes.” Bison groaned. He thrusted hard a few more times, then pulled out. He stroked himself on Valerian’s tongue. Bison moaned as he bust a second load into Valerian’s mouth.

Valerian swallowed it happily, licking his lips.

“Thank you, Daddy!” Valerian chirped. Bison picked Valerian up.

“Let’s head to bed.” Bison said. “We should think of another period solution for you.”

Valerian nodded. “Cup’s not working like I hoped. But, I did leave it in too long.”

Valerian playfully stuck his tongue out.

Bison and Valerian wound up in bed together, snuggled closely.

Chapter Text

FANG burst into Bison’s throne room.

“Lord Bison!” FANG shouted. “After he returned from his latest mission, the Prince entered his room and will not leave. He requires your aid.”

Bison got up from their throne.

“I will attend to him immediately.” Bison said.

Bison teleported right outside of Valerian’s room. They knocked on the door.

“Valerian, cariño.” Bison said.

Bison could only hear Valerian crying. They unlocked the door and entered.

Valerian was curled up on his bed. He wore his entire uniform, except for his hat.

“Mijo, what’s wrong?” Bison asked. Valerian couldn’t make eye contact with Bison.

“I lost my hat.” Valerian said. “It got destroyed. And with it…”

Valerian curled up and sobbed some more. Bison walked over and patted Valerian’s head.

“Oh, Valerian, you have many hats.” Bison said.

“But, my pin… my wing pin.” Valerian said. “That was your pin. It got destroyed.”

Bison’s eyes widened. “Dearest…”

Bison petted Valerian’s head softly.

“That was the one FANG gave to me when I finally became the Prince.” Valerian said. “Now it’s gone.”

Bison had an idea.

“Then, it wasn’t any good.” Bison said. “His original intent for you was to be a replacement. That pin symbolized that you were only meant to be an extension of me. Now, you are a part of Shadaloo in your own right.”

Bison picked Valerian up and held him by the armpits.

“I have grown to adore you not as a potential host, but as a son and a lover.” Bison said. “I would not steal your body for my own even if yours was the only eligible one.”

“We can share if that’s possible. I’d like to share.” Valerian said.

Bison’s mind immediately began swimming with naughty ideas.

“I digress, dearest. The point is, you have more value than FANG’s gift symbolized.” Bison said.

Bison removed their hat, and took off the pin. They snapped off a wing and dropped it into Valerian’s outstretched palm.

“You are not a fraction of my worth. You are a part of me that I value more than anything in this world.” Bison said. They cupped Valerian’s face. “You are the only person I could honestly say that I love. My son, my beloved. You’ve brightened my soul tremendously.”

Valerian teared up.

“Are you okay?” Bison asked.

“You are so sweet, God!” Valerian shook his head. “If you love me so much, then I gotta be doing something right!”

Valerian shot forward, throwing his arms around Bison’s neck and hugging them tightly.

“You’re the best, Dad! I love you so much!” Valerian said.

Bison hugged Valerian tight to their chest.

“I love you too, dearest. More than anything in this world.” Bison said. “I would do anything to ensure your safety and joy.”

Chapter Text

Valerian held up the hemiparasitic plant. Round leaves and white berries, a proper holiday mistletoe! Today, Valerian had a plan.

Valerian tapped on Chip’s shoulder. Chip turned around, and smiled up at Valerian. Valerian dangled the mistletoe over Chip’s head.

“Hi, little bro.” Valerian said, in a slightly lecherous voice. Chip looked up at the mistletoe, and his smile bloomed.

Chip gave Valerian a big hug. Valerian laughed a little, and hugged Chip back. Valerian felt his heart melt at this.

Chip pulled away, flapping his hands.

“Does under the mistletoe mean hugs back home?” Valerian asked. Chip nodded. “That’s adorable. Here, it means something else.”

Valerian held Chip’s face.

“If someone catches you under the mistletoe in the human world, that means you gotta kiss them.” Valerian said.

Chip’s cheeks heated up slightly, giving a pleasant orange hue to his freckles. Chip held Valerian’s face and dove in for a kiss.

Chip’s soft mouth opened up, and his tongue slid into Valerian’s mouth. Valerian moaned and slid its own tongue against his little brother’s. Valerian held Chip by the waist and pressed their torsos together.

Valerian pulled away and laughed. “That was a good kiss! You don’t have to make it that sloppy, but, I’m absolutely not complaining.”

Chip giggled. He lifted his hand in an unmistakable three-fingered sign. “ I love you! ”

“I love you too!” Valerian said. It kissed Chip’s forehead.

One down, three to go.

Noah was typing up a report on the computer. He rubbed his belly, beginning to swell with his latest child. His eyelids grew heavy. Suddenly, a plant dangled in front of his eyes.

“Heyyy, Noah, ‘tis the season.” Valerian teased.

Noah stood up and stretched, showing off his body. He was chubby all over, spare body fat tucked away for his constant pregnancies.

“I know you’re doing a report but,” Valerian pointed at Noah. “I’m the oldest Prince, which means I outrank you in this scenario! And I order you to take a smooch break!”

Noah let out a subtle laugh, like a hiccup or a dog barking under its breath. Valerian felt like it would burst from love just hearing it.

“Pulling rank, huh?” Noah asked. “I wanted a break anyway.”

Noah stepped forward and pulled Valerian’s shoulders towards him. Noah kissed Valerian on the lips, who eagerly kissed back.

Valerian reached down and squeezed Noah’s love handles crassly as it slipped its tongue inside. Noah did not object to any of this at all.

Valerian pulled away, smiling as a stream of spit connected its tongue to Noah’s lips.

“I went a bit overboard.” Valerian said. “You’ll have to forgive your big brother, won’t you?”

“That’s my big brother.” Noah teased, poking Valerian’s nose. “No self control.”

“Guilty.” Valerian said with a shrug. Valerian softly smiled. “I love you, Noah-Broah…”

Noah gave another one of those hiccup laughs. “I love you too.”

Two down, halfway there.

Lownote was relaxing in Bison’s lounge, drinking a crisp martini. His eyes darted to a corner that would look perfectly empty to any other onlooker.

“Jig is up, baby.” Lownote said.

Valerian uncloaked, looking disappointed.

“Aww, I wanted to surprise you!” Valerian huffed. It lightly kicked the carpet.

Lownote’s eyes widened when he saw the plant clutched between Valerian’s fingers.

“Oh, I see what you’re doing.” Lownote said. “Come here, baby.”

Valerian walked towards Lownote, letting itself spill into its stepdad’s lap. Valerian held Lownote’s face.

“Back home, the Trollsmas tradition is a hug under the mistletoe. Or a bow if you’re Classical.” Lownote said.

“Yeah, that’s what Chip did.” Valerian said.

“You showed him what humans do, didn’t you?” Lownote asked.

“He likes human mistletoe.” Valerian said. Lownote laughed.

“Yeah, I bet he did.” Lownote held Valerian’s face. “I know I do.”

Lownote took Valerian in a warm kiss. Valerian melted into Lownote’s arms. It pushed its tongue inside, and Lownote pushed back eagerly.

Valerian was thoroughly flustered by the time Lownote pulled back. The experience and finesse of an older man was almost too much for a young man like Valerian.

“Fuck…” Valerian whispered. “I love you, Dad.”

“Love you too, baby.” Lownote said with a smile. “Now, could you fetch me a cigar?”

Valerian saluted. “On it, boss!”

Three down, only one more. The big one.

Valerian was walking down the hall next to Bison. It watched them eagerly, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. It was going to get a perfect mistletoe kiss with Daddy if it-

“Valerian.”

Valerian turned to Bison. It barely had time to notice the round leafed, white berried plant dangling over its head before its lips were forcefully claimed.

Bison pressed Valerian against the wall. They pushed their tongue hard into its mouth. Valerian whimpered and moaned helplessly.

Bison pulled away, licking their lips. Valerian’s head felt like it was full of fiberglass.

“I knew you’d pull a stunt like this, Valerian.” Bison said. “So, I beat you to it.”

Valerian grinned and giggled like an idiot.

“Oh, I love you, Daddy.” Valerian said.

“I love you too, mijo.” Bison replied.

Bison leaned in and kissed Valerian’s lips again.

Chapter Text

Bison felt empty ever since his last resurrection. He felt like there was something that was supposed to be there, but wasn’t. The base was too quiet. He felt empty in his throne, on a mission, especially in his bed.

Bison was looking through a database one day, when a particular file caught his eye.

“POTENTIAL BASTARDS”

Bison felt the compulsion to open the file. So, he did. Bison scrolled through a list of endless names. He felt as if he needed to find a particular person.

Then his eyes fell upon a particular file.

“JOEL AENSLAND”

Bison opened it. The face of the young man whose name was on the file broke open a dam in Bison’s mind.

Memories of a past, present, and future that were stolen away. A love for a son that never got to be reborn. Bison felt his heart grow heavy.

Bison’s heart sunk deep into his guts as he read a certain phrase.

“DEAD: 20-05-2022”

Bison burst into tears. Something terrible had happened. He didn’t know what, but he knew somehow that he had somehow ended up in another timeline. One where Valerian had died before becoming Valerian.

Bison wiped his tears away and stood up, resolute.

“No. This isn’t the end.” Bison growled. “I’m going to find you again, Valerian. No matter what it takes.”

Bison stormed off.

Bison directed every single cent and every single resource into building a time machine. Now that Bison was pouring all of his resources into it, a time machine was rapidly completed.

Bison stood in front of the portal. Bison had his people set it to the day Valerian had perished. As the portal opened, Bison could feel it.

Valerian’s Border Power. Not just the initial manifestation. The power of a Valerian that had already died and been resurrected once. Bison ran through the portal.

“VALERIAN!” Bison shouted.

Bison found himself surrounded by green and trees. His cape billowed in the wind. A crisp May day.

Bison closed his eyes, and felt Valerian’s soul. He wasn’t far.

Bison followed his powers, and soon found Valerian. He stood out among the green like the first red rose of the season.

Bison grabbed Valerian’s shoulder. Valerian nearly jumped out of his skin. He turned around and looked horrified.

“Dad?!” Valerian exclaimed. “You-I-how did you find me?!”

Bison frowned.

“Valerian.” Bison said. Bison looked down at Valerian’s hand. He was holding a gun. Bison immediately slapped the gun from Valerian’s hand.

“Dad!” Valerian yelped.

Bison hugged Valerian and wept. It felt like it had been too long since he held his boy.

“I thought I had lost you. Oh, my Veevee.” Bison sobbed. He pulled away. “Were you planning to murder yourself?”

“Not the way you think.” Valerian said. “I was going to coerce myself into suicide.”

Bison frowned.

“I guess you’re not going to let me do that now, huh?” Valerian asked. “How’d you even know I made it here? I made like, infinity dog sure that you couldn’t follow me.”

“Valerian… I… I’m from a future where you succeeded.” Bison said.

Valerian looked extremely shocked.

“Okay, what the fuck?” Valerian asked.

“I started feeling empty when I came back.” Bison said. “But when I saw your face again, it all came back to me. The future you stole from us.”

Valerian bit his finger. “Fuck.”

“Why did you feel the need to do this?” Bison asked.

“I thought… you were better off without meeting me.” Valerian said. “So, I went back to before I met you.”

Bison frowned.

“Valerian. My life is so much better with you.” Bison said. “The love you gave me, the love you took from me, it changed me into a happier being.”

Bison held Valerian’s chin.

“Our souls are bound, my love. At the moment of your conception, perhaps even before, our souls linked and you became mine.” Bison said. “No matter what, I will never forget you. You will never be completely gone from me, nor I from you, no matter what effort you may put forth.”

Valerian teared up. “I’m… I’m so sorry, Daddy!”

Valerian pounced onto Bison and hugged him tight. He sobbed into Bison’s chest. Bison held Valerian in his arms.

When Valerian stopped sobbing, Bison went and picked up the gun. He crumpled it into a ball.

“You won’t be needing this.” Bison pocketed the crumpled gun.

Bison grabbed Valerian’s hand.

“I remember this place.” Bison said. “This is where Evelyn’s sister and parents lived.”

“Yes.” Valerian said. “It’s changed a lot, hasn’t it?”

Bison nodded. “I gave you your soul in that little trailer on the hill. Is it still there?”

“Uhhh…” Valerian thought. “No idea where you’re talking about.”

“When you leave your driveway and turn left, then turn left again, you’ll come to a split at the right. Turn there and you will come to three roads. To the right is the landfill, and to the left is that hill.” Bison explained.

“Ohhhhh!” Valerian said. “That hill where all the horses and dogs are buried! No, the trailer’s been gone. Someone else built a house there. Mom-”

Bison slapped Valerian in the face.

“Do not address her with that title. She is Evelyn. I am your sole parent.” Bison growled.

“Sorry.” Valerian said. “Anyway, Evelyn moved back here with me in 2007. Stanley lost his shit.”

Bison patted Valerian’s head.

“Lisbet made us sleep on the dining room floor at first.” Valerian chuckled. “I thought she was just a figurative demon.”

Valerian took Bison’s hand. He led Bison through a shady trail, to a tree canopy over a few chairs and an exercise machine for some reason.

Valerian sat down on an elevated grassy mound and looked up to the sky. Bison sat down next to him. Valerian looked down.

“Hi, Wolfie.” Valerian said. He pointed between his legs. “There’s a dog buried here. Wolfie was a good boy.”

Bison softly nodded.

“Man, it feels weird to be back here. I wish I were back here on… better terms.” Valerian said. “But, I don’t think the terms will get much better than this.”

Bison looked at Valerian and smiled.

“I think we should make this place our own when we return to the proper timeline.” Bison said.

“How so?” Valerian asked.

“Shadaloo has the entire police department of this county in its pocket.” Bison said. “We’ll rid this house of the vermin , clean it out thoroughly, and then, it will be a spare home for you.”

“For us, you mean.” Valerian said. Bison smiled.

“Of course, dearest.” Bison said.

“Can you get rid of Randy Tanager too?” Valerian asked.

“Who is that?” Bison asked.

“Weird neighbor that gave me bad vibes.” Valerian said. “Borderline sexually harassing.”

“Consider it done, my dear.” Bison said.

Valerian leaned against Bison’s arm.

“I love you, Dad.” Valerian said.

“I love you too, Valerian.” Bison said.

Valerian closed his eyes as Bison pulled him into his lap.

“Let’s go home, now.” Bison whispered.

Valerian felt himself fade away. He couldn’t be happier, though.

Valerian woke up lying on Bison’s chest. Bison smiled down at him.

“Welcome back, dearest.” Bison said. “To how it should be.”

Valerian sat up and hugged Bison around his neck. “Hi, Dad!”

Valerian kissed Bison on the lips and laid back down, ear against Bison’s heart. “It’s good to be back.”

Bison held Valerian tighter. “Don’t do that again.”

“Now that I know there’s no point in it…” Valerian said. “I don’t think I could even prevent my own conception, honestly. Somehow, you’d go back and stop me.”

Bison smiled. “So, don’t even try it.”