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Mystic Springs Finale

Part 1

For HeruAnubisSolares

By Draconicon

Tundratown was as cold as ever, with the sleet and snow coming down as thick as the rain of the Rain Forest district. Despite it being relatively early in the evening, the lights were out along the streets. The polar gangs and Mr. Big's enforcers made sure that the majority of Tundratown followed his schedule and his rules, and that meant that there was little in the way of foot traffic - or any other kind - during the nighttime hours. Anyone that wanted to do anything went to one of Mr. Big's clubs or did it at home.

Nangi and her two little assistants, Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde, wandered through the snow toward one such place. In the distance, the elephant could just make out the sign that waited for them: the Ice-Breaker's Club. The lights glowed in the windows, but flickering silhouettes could still be seen through the foggy panes moving in repetitive motions that were all too familiar with anyone with a dirty mind.

The elephant smiled in her serene way as she continued through the snow. Judy and Nick were right at her side, the former pressed close to her hip, the latter trying to keep some distance but always wandering close once more. She could tell that he didn't like the closeness, but there wasn't much that he could do about it. She'd made sure of that.

As the benevolent guide she was, Nangi kept one hand on each head, treating them almost like children as they made their way to the front door of the club. Judy knocked like a good girl, and Nick shuffled his feet.

"This is a really bad idea," the fox muttered.

"You will go through with the plan, regardless of your feelings."

"Mmmph..."

"Or you will not have what you need."

"..."

"You will breathe the flower, and you will do what you are told."

"...Yes, Nangi."

Nodding, she turned to the door as it opened. A massive polar bear, nearly her size, loomed in the doorframe. His fancy blue suit made him stand apart from the other polar bears in the room. Mostly because they were naked.

"Ms. Nangi," the bear said.

"Koslov. I assume Mr. Big will be with us soon enough."

"Mmph. Come in."

He stepped to the side, though not without a little break in the illusion of the stoic man. She had noticed his erection, and knew that the show she'd sent ahead had done its job. A little more time, and he would be more than willing to side with her over Mr. Big, if it came down to it. She doubted that it would, but when one was dealing with the mafia, one did what one must to make sure that everything went the way that it should.

As the door shut behind her, the classy establishment was revealed in all its glory. Old, polished wood furniture, classy tables, and soft lighting all glimmered around the club, but it was the rutting display in the middle of the room that had everyone's attention. Three polar bear guards and one polar bear female were all enjoying each other, though she imagined that only one of them was entirely sober.

Major Friedkin, one of Judy's little additions to Nangi's group of followers, lay in the middle of the room. Her legs were spread, her ankles pinned in place by other bears as three of the mafia thugs used her. She had her asshole, pussy, and mouth filled to the brim with cock, and all three males were humping away.

And they are already mine...

She could tell when they looked up. There was the briefest hint of purple in their eyes, a little show of the Nighthowler that she had treated Friedkin to before sending her on ahead. They weren't completely taken in the way that most of the rest of her followers already were, but they were deep in the grips of their feral instincts. Those would be easy enough to guide when the time came.

A glance at Koslov revealed his desire, of course. His pants were tented and he clearly wanted to be part of the fun, but he was too devoted to Mr. Big to be swayed by just this.

Nangi allowed herself to be guided to a table, slowly letting her coat fall to her sides. The polar bear blinked as she completely exposed herself, naked beneath the fur coat, and she smiled as she spread her legs. Her juices rolled from her sex to her other hole, eventually dripping to the cushioned chair.

"Is there a problem?" she asked.

"No, ma'am."

"Then please, enjoy the show."

She leaned her arms back on the sides of the chair, taking her time to get comfortable. The way that Judy and Nick stood at her sides was a study in contrasts: Judy stood with her back straight, her eyes rolled back in pure anticipation of pleasure, while Nick cringed, hunching his shoulders and flaring his nostrils as he got an unwanted erection. She was still working on him, still breaking him in, but he was already addicted. There was no getting away from that.

It would be quite interesting to see how long the hardened criminal could resist a proper, guided life beneath her hand. Sooner or later, she would see him bend, and once he bent, he would inevitably break.

Judy, on the other hand, was a happy little convert. She didn't have the same sort of broken, drone-like mind of some of the deep, hardened followers in the elephant's cult, but she did have the devotion that Nangi was always looking for. Anything that Nangi demanded for herself and the Mystic Springs Oasis, Judy was happy to deliver, and she had done that again and again, from bringing Major Friedkin to the Oasis to be converted into a follower of the Nighthowler to burying the investigation that she had started.

Soon...soon...

Nangi could have crossed her legs and kept some hint of modesty, but the elephant had long since ceased caring about that. She sat with her legs spread wide, akimbo, showing off everything that she had between them. There was no shame, and yet, no arousal, either. Casting off the veneer of civilization that clothing symbolized was just the first step towards regaining what animals were supposed to be.

The rest...well, the rest was playing out before her.

Koslov stood behind her chair and slightly at her side, but she could feel him staring at Major Friedkin as the female was fucked. She turned, looking up at him and pretending to ignore his erection.

"Are you offended by this?" she asked.

"...No."

"Are you enjoying it?"

"I can't say."

"Your body does. It is honest, while the mind works to deceive you into doing something 'civilized'," she said, glancing back at the rut. "She, meanwhile, has given in to her instincts, her needs, her basic nature. There is nothing ashamed in allowing herself to be used, and that is all for the better."

"Mr. Big will decide that," Koslov said.

"He will. And he will agree with me."

If for no other reason than it would keep his own men from being dissatisfied with the long, cold hours that they had to work. If they had females like Major Friedkin to come back to when they were off-duty, they would be all the more loyal to the mob boss.

And the boss would like the chance to make money off them, too.

Nangi kept her eyes on the 'show,' knowing that the bears were getting close to finishing. There would be others that joined in, however; she could see others waiting around the corner, their pants half-off, their cocks in hand. They were already afflicted by the smell in the air, the Nighthowler-tinged scent that clung to all the fluids leaking from the bear. She had been all but infected with the Nighthowler essence back at the Mystic Springs Oasis, and now she was passing it on.

As would Nangi, when the time came.

One of the bears moaned, cumming hard. He pulled back from Major Friedkin's face, his cock jumping, spurting, shooting across her cheeks and neck. She gasped for him, moaning now that her mouth was uncovered, and she seemed completely content with being soaked to the skin with his seed.

As she should be. A good animal learned to savor the pleasures of itself and others.

The bear stepped back, panting and growling, only for one of the others waiting to take his place. Another cock slipped past the major's lips, pumping down her throat and joining the same rhythm as the other males.

"How did you manage to capture her?" Koslov asked.

"That is my secret to keep. I might share it with your boss, however."

"Hmmph."

"For now, however. Judy."

The rabbit cop turned her attention to Koslov, stepping away from Nangi and pressing herself against the bigger male's leg. Her eyes were big, wide, and she smiled up at him with all the flirtatiousness of a good bunny breeder. Even with the species incompatibility, she could see that Koslov was at least a little interested in that sort of attention.

She didn't have to reach down to touch herself. The elephant barely had to look in Nick's direction before he dropped to his knees, sliding between her legs and pressing his nose to her bare sex. With a glance up at her for permission - which she gave instantly - he bowed his head and started licking.

It wasn't merely for pleasure, of course, though there was plenty of pleasure from the fox's nose and tongue down there. Nangi closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, her presence, and the beat of her heart. The latter never sped up, no matter how much pleasure she felt, but the rest of it changed. She focused on her breathing -

In.

Four seconds hold.

Out.

Four seconds hold.

And repeat.

Every time that she breathed out, she compressed her stomach. Not much, never more than just a hint of it, but enough to let more of the vapors contained within her womb to leave. It pushed out of her, streaming around Wilde's head. He caught a large amount of it, leaving him hazy and panting, his cock throbbing in his pants, but she knew that he would stay a good boy. He would lick and grind his face between her legs, getting more and more of his addiction, while the rest of it slowly filled the room.

Already, she could hear Koslov growling at her side, huffing and grunting as Judy reached up and fondled him through his pants. He was showing admirable restraint, but the trappings of civilization always hung loose on predators. He would lose control soon enough, falling to his knees, begging for the relief that he needed.

But not from Friedkin, nor from Judy. She would make him take it from her.

Pulse.

Squelch.

"Nnnngh!"

Another bear finished his work, pulling his cock free of Friedkin's ass. Her puckered star burst with white, oozing and bubbling free as the bear moved out of the way and joined the others in line. They were enjoying themselves greatly, and each rut filled the room with a little more of the corruption, the mind-wiping power, of the Nighthowler essence that she had pushed on Friedkin before leaving the Oasis.

It wouldn't be enough overnight, of course, but they would want her. They would want her over any of their other girls, and that would set the pattern for the rest of their addiction, coming to her place of business, wanting to have Friedkin sent to them. Anything that would get them what they wanted.

She smiled.

"Mr. Big will be coming...soon," Koslov said.

"Are you waiting for him to release you?" she asked.

"Hmmph."

"My rabbit would be happy to take care of you."

"I have...responsibilities."

"Animals don't have any such thing."

"..."

"You can give in. Be one of them. Just like she has."

She gestured to the naked bear in the middle of the room. Another cumshot, another filling, another orgasm. There was not a thought behind those eyes, completely drained and empty compared to what used to be there. A trainer of cops had become nothing but a cock-sock for a bunch of gang members, no matter how well-dressed they were.

She had broken.

Others would follow.

Nangi almost sighed as Nick dug his tongue in deeper. He was losing himself to the pleasure, of course, as he always did. The fox was a complete addict to the Nighthowler essence now, no matter how much he protested and fought against the 'conquest' - or so he called it - Nangi planned for Zootopia. He might rant and rave, but the moment that he had a chance to feed his addiction, he took it.

"I will wait."

"Then perhaps you should fetch him before you give in."

As he walked off, taking her suggestion to heart, she waited for the inevitable pause. She got it as he walked to the back of the club, halted with one foot on the steps, and turned to look back at her and the main floor. His eyes fixed on the debauchery of one of his own species, dropped to all fours now, her ass and pussy getting railed as hard as the bears could manage while others littered her with seed and slime, and he didn't look disgusted as a civilized being would.

If anything, he looked like he needed to be among them, showing off, being the strongest of the bears. He looked like an alpha that desired to claim his place.

A pity that you won't.

He turned, walking up the stairs. Nangi nodded, closing her legs. Nick pulled back quickly, barely avoiding getting caught between them.

"The hell?!" he hissed.

"You have done enough."

"Nnngh...but..."

"You will strip. And so will Judy."

"It's freezing."

"Regardless."

She gestured, and the rabbit was already in the process of getting her clothes off. Her coat hit the ground, then her top. Her pants followed, leaving her in nothing but her panties and her bra, and those were quickly undone and added to the pile.

Did she shiver? Of course she did, but she was a good girl. She knew that animals didn't wear clothes, and she knew better than to deny Nangi anything. She would do whatever she was told and be thankful for the guidance that she received. To do anything else would lose her the elephant's wisdom, and Judy was so far gone that to lose that would be to lose everything that mattered to her.

Nangi glanced back at Nick. The fox glared at her, but just the same as every time prior, he didn't have the willpower to resist for long. He reached for his pants, pulling his belt loose, before slowly shucking them off. His shirt followed, and then his underwear, leaving his cock bobbing up and down, throbbing, pulsing with the same need that she knew every male in the building felt.

Every female besides her, as well, though in a very different way. The elephant looked down at his cock for a moment, debating whether to order him to rut Judy, only to discard the idea. He hadn't been quite so well-behaved as to earn that, and it was more striking to have the Hero of Zootopia and her friend naked at her sides than to have them rutting like mindless beasts before her.

The soft thumps of approaching footsteps told her that Mr. Big and Koslov were on their way back down. A gesture of her finger was enough to call Nick and Judy back to either side, making them stand at attention. Her trunk swayed back and forth across her chest, tracing the space between her breasts down to the great flower tattoo that covered her from her chest down to her waist. Her belly was marked with the petals of the Nighthowler, though most wouldn't have recognized it spread across her great body.

She was as relaxed - and as wet - as could be as the crime boss of Tundratown made his appearance. He was carried on the palm of Koslov's hand, and to his credit, the polar bear managed the walk back to Nangi's little makeshift throne with a steadiness that few had managed. He lowered the boss to a small chair on a neighboring table, and it was only when he put the mafia leader down that his shakes returned.

He needs it now. He has all but given in.

"So, you come with an offer for me, eh?" Mr. Big asked. "I see that you're already looking for territory. For turf. Why do you come to me, eh?"

"Because the call of nature isn't just for the tropical. The Oasis is not merely for the summer; it is for all seasons."

"So you come to my home, to the tundra, to ask for permission?"

"I would not dare to do anything in the snow and ice without your permission."

"Heh...you have some respect. That's good."

The little criminal's stature belied the sheer power that he had over Tundratown, the polar bears, and the city at large. Zootopia had been aware of him for a very, very long time, but there was nothing that the city authorities could do about someone with that many connections. Anyone that opposed him ended up taking a swim beneath the glaciers. Nighthowler or not, Nangi wasn't about to push for something that she could bargain for, instead.

She gestured at Major Friedkin.

"My gift to you has been well-received, I trust?"

"Indeed. My boys have been real appreciative. But I gotta ask. What'd you do to get a cop willing to act like that?"

"The same that I've done with these two," she said, gesturing to Judy and Nick. "I have taught them how to return to their base instincts."

"Heh, yeah? And how did you do that?"

"That must remain my secret. I must have my own safeguards, after all."

"Heh, you think I'd take it away from you?"

"If it meant more control over Tundratown or other parts of Zootopia, yes."

"You're not wrong. You're not wrong."

The tiny little criminal leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers together. Others would have had to fake their calm; Nangi merely kept her breathing even, focusing on that essence inside of her, and -

Compress.

It did not just waft from her sex, but from everywhere. Her sweat, her scent, everything about her had been tinted with the Nighthowler essence that she incubated inside of her, and it affected all those around her. Both Judy and Nick huffed at her sides, the latter groaning and the other moaning, and they trembled from the simple act of breathing in the fumes. They pushed themselves closer to her chair, Judy rubbing her arm, Nick gripping the side of her chair with desperation.

And Koslov?

The polar bear stared at her with wild eyes, his legs shaking as if he was on the verge of falling to his knees and begging for more. She doubted that he would be able to resist if he got his nose between her thighs. Once he got a full breath, he would be all but ruined as a head of Mr. Big's guards; he would crave to be there, to have his addiction sated time and again, and she would have her own little plant within the group.

Not that Mr. Big would know that. The little rodent probably hadn't realized how much was in the air, nor been affected by it. He was too small to get much of a dose where he was.

"I'd like to know your technique, but I suppose if you actually keep delivering, it doesn't matter that much."

"Indeed."

"And you can deliver?"

"If you send me those that wish to learn, they will learn to be like her in short order," she said, nodding toward the spasming, cum-covered body of Major Friedkin. "Police officer, informant, anyone. They will forget what they sniffed out, and learn what it is like to be a proper animal again, under my guidance."

"Heh. I can't say that a little help dealing with snitches wouldn't be appreciated. Business has been...tricky...since my girl has gone off with her husband. All kinds of people digging their noses in where they don't belong. Finding 'em under the ice doesn't make 'em stop anymore. Maybe something like you can make 'em look the other way."

"Perhaps. We will only find out when you send them to me."

"Maybe...or maybe not. Koslov tells me that you've been trying to break him."

Nangi arched an eyebrow. A quick flick of her eyes to the bear met a guilty expression, but it lasted only as long as her glance did. He had maintained enough self-control to talk about what was going on, and enough self-awareness to know that something was wrong. It was...impressive, to say the least.

And all the more important to have him fall to his knees and break, now. She would not have someone with resistance walking around.

"I have been," she admitted.

"Tell you what. You make him break now - he won't, but you can try - and I will give you a place to set up another one of your little, uh, yoga clubs."

"..."

"Does that sound fair?"

"I have your word?"

"I'm a man of my word. You have it."

Nangi nodded, turning her gaze back to the bigger polar bear. He didn't meet her eye; he was already afraid of her, which was to her benefit.

She didn't bother to get up. A little more height wouldn't help her, and it would hurt the image that she was trying to keep. She wanted this bear to fall to his knees and understand his place. Not some great predator of power, not some massive beast that could bring others to their knees, but a dumb animal that needed to be reminded of the proper path. That was all he was, and that was all that he would be before her.

So, Nangi did what she had prepared for. She took another deep breath, holding it, and she let the Nighthowler essence that had suffused her enter her lungs, poisoning her breath. She filtered it, condensed it, all but soaked the air in her lungs with the drugged essence of the illegal herb, and then, slowly but powerfully, breathed it out.

With an uplifted trunk, the drug went through the air right for the polar bear's face. Koslov turned to her, huffing slightly, but it was too late. That one breath of concentrated Nighthowler essence, converted and changed by her own body holding it in, was enough to break down most of his concentration. His pants bulged more than ever before, and he huffed as she swayed her trunk from side to side.

It was a cheap trick, one that was meant to hide what she was really doing, but it worked. It looked as if she was hypnotizing him, and as she curled the trunk closer, she breathed out more, pushing more of the fumes into his face. He took a step forward, and she whispered just loud enough for him and Mr. Big to hear.

"Breathe the Flower. Be a Howler."

"Breathe...the Flower..."

"Be a Howler."

"Howler..."

Twitch.

Breathe.

Twitch.

Breathe.

The slow cadence of her breath and the bear's steps towards her, his eyes locked on her trunk, probably looked magical to an outside eye. To her, it was one more thing that confirmed the natural order of things. She was unaffected by the Howler, and it meant that she could use it to guide those that had lost their way. Koslov lost himself more and more with each step that he took toward her, until finally, he fell to his hands and knees before her.

She spread her legs slightly further, and his eyes drifted down, losing sight of her trunk and staring at the greater source of the scent. Nangi reached down, fanning her sex with her fingers, and showed off the dark flesh within.

"Breathe the Flower. Be a Howler."

Koslov leaned in without hesitation, his dark nose nudging at her sex. It was pleasant, though not so potent as the tongue that followed. He breathed in between his licks, dragging his tongue along her lower parts without hesitation, grinding it against her pussy before delving inside.

He tasted, smelled, and breathed the essence within. Every breath brought him further and further down the path to submission to her, breaking down the resistance in his mind. It was not the same as the potent experiences that happened on the Mystic Springs Oasis, but it was enough to plant the addiction in his mind. The pleasurable shattering that she had put Judy, Nick, Gazelle, and so many others through would wait until she had him behind her walls, somewhere safe and quiet.

For now, however, she held his head between her thighs, her trunk swaying over his forehead, and she glanced at Mr. Big. The rodent looked back at her with shock pulling the wrinkles on his face tight.

"You...how..."

"This is what I do," Nangi said. "I can bring this peace to anyone. Anyone that bothers you will cease to be a problem once I get my trunk around them."

"..."

"Our bargain?"

"Yeah...you got yourself a deal..."

"Good. I look forward to having the deed in my hands."

"Consider it done."

Mr. Big didn't ask for Koslov back, nor did he ask her to release him. Nangi knew why; he'd already seen what had happened to the polar bear, and knew that the big lug would be worse than useless going forward. Keeping him now that he'd been tainted would be a weakness that the mafia boss couldn't indulge in. No matter how loyal Koslov had been in the past, keeping him now would be tantamount to keeping a spy within the ranks.

A pity for Nangi's hopes, but she knew that it had been a long shot. At the very least, she'd proven she could follow through.

A loud roar of pleasure split their conversation. Mr. Big and Nangi turned to the orgy in the middle of the room, watching as the males surrounding Friedkin finally went over the edge. A spray of white shot through the air, a fountain that was as short-lived as it was spectacular. The scent of sex, of male and well-satisfied female grew thicker, stronger, punching through some of her own Nighthowler scent. She smiled to herself as she watched the broken police officer fall to the floor, gasping and stained from head to toe.

"Someone take some pictures of that," Mr. Big said. "Let's make sure that she remembers her place."

"She will remember without that," she said.

"All the same, I don't want to take chances."

Nangi shrugged. He didn't believe in the power of the flower, but she imagined that few did. Even those that had fallen under its influence didn't understand the sheer power of what they were dealing with. They just knew that she could wield it, and that meant that they were under her power.

Perhaps, one day, she would show Mr. Big what had happened to his underlings. Perhaps, one day, he would experience the flower.

But that was not to be today. Instead, she slowly stood up, moving around the well-dazed Koslov and walking across the room. Her assistants followed, Nick and Judy both dripping from between their legs as they followed her through the mess of polar bears. Seed and slick stained the floor and would likely take hours to properly clean, but that wasn't her business. Her business was the well-stained female on the floor, and the look of dazed pleasure writ large across her face.

"You will breathe, and remember."

"Nnngh..."

"You are more than a slut. You are a Howler."

"Howler..."

"Breathe the Flower. Be a Howler."

She spread her legs, sitting over the bear's face, and Nangi smiled as she felt the first little lick. The ones that had submitted to her had a different skill to their oral work than those that were still falling. Major Friedkin shoved her nose deep, far enough in that she could barely open her mouth as she licked the inner walls of the elephant's pussy.

"Breathe the Flower. Be a Howler."

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

The first deep breath brought as spasm to the female beneath her, the bear shaking in a way that the many males fucking her had never quite equaled. She felt it, rode it out, and pushed down a little harder, pinning the police officer to the ground.

"Breathe the Flower. Be a Howler."

Another breath, another shiver and spasm. One after another wracked the cop, leaving Friedkin trembling from head to toe as she was broken in. One blast of pleasure after another, one shivering, pleasurable moment of the chemicals of the Howler running through her body and reminding her of her addiction.

I have plans for you, Nangi thought as she rolled her hips. Plans far greater than merely bringing the ZPD to its knees. Others can do that. You...you are suitable for something even better...

And Friedkin would not refuse her. Friedkin could not refuse her.

The mantra was repeated over and over again. She could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on her, and the only sober ones were Nick's and Mr. Big's. One would follow her orders regardless of his own objections, just for the sake of feeding his addiction, and the other would go along with what she wanted as long as he got what he needed from the deal. Neither could, or would, betray her.

And so, Nangi allowed herself an indulgence. The guide, the future leader of all Zootopia, the one that had learned the true path of being a proper animal once more, rode the pleasure of another's tongue.

The End

Summary: Nangi brings a deal to Mr. Big to expand her operations.

Tags: M/F, Femdom, Judy Hopps, Nick Wilde, Fox, Bunny, Polar Bear, Nangi, Elephant, Zootopia, Rule 34, Series, Orgasm, Cum, Gangbang, Foursome, Orgy, M/M/M/F, Major Friedkin, Anal, Oral, Vaginal,