Macker

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((The ideal rp for me right now is helping me find a mate. This is something to help both my storyline and my char. Someone he can connect with, and not just some fandom fling. Macker has done everything he has ever wanted to in life except find that special someone, and the time for that is now.)


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(The picture seen here is not how he usually dresses. He went this way for Halloween one year after one of his friends suggested he would look good as a samurai. After all the ridicule he suffered, he promptly ate her and digested her, knowing she would never make another bad fashion suggestion again.)

Usual Style of Dress: Usually, Macker is wearing a white polo shirt with the buttons open, tucked into a pair of khaki pants. Keeping them up is a brown leather belt and on his feet are a pair of almost pointed black dress shoes, shined up nicely.

The Macker of the Past:

Macker was born as a regular fox, or at least what seemed to be one. His mother was a fox, but he never met his father. He had a pretty regular life for a huge forest that surrounds the Park Nexus and marks its edges.

It wasn't until puberty that strange changes began happening to him. Not unlike the ones happening to the other boys his age, but also ones that were way too different.

First came the change in his mind. He began to notice females. Not too bad, but the choice of his females was questionable. He was liking the human an anthro varieties. Plus, the older and plumper ones. This confused him, yet his mother assured him that it was natural.

Then, came the changes in his anatomy. Big ones. In a period of only a month, most of it spent in bed groaning in pain, Macker's body grew human in stature, though he still retained his fur, tail, paws and face including the muzzle and ears. This scared him more, yet his mother was still unconcerned.

Then, and lastly, came his genitalia change. He found, after a pain in his groin, that he had grown female parts as well. This didn't scare his mother at all, though she didn't seem happy about it, either.

That was when he learned his father had been totally and fully human. This explained most of his bodily changes, with the exception of his genitals.

He then went to a school that showed him that he wasn't alone in this world. Humans and furries, which was what he was classified, went to school together. There, the furries seemed to outnumber the humans.

The school was strange. The classes were small, yet there were many of them. Once in a while a girl (most often) or a boy would disappear and a furry would appear with a bulging belly, then she (or he) would let out the girl's remains for the class to see. The teacher would applaud her (or in most cases, him) and reach inside them rectum to help dislodge any caught remains, sending the furry into ecstasy and begging for more. This would soon lead to a class-wide orgy.

Many times during those orgies, most of the females in the classroom would vanish, even if they had been the pred. Macker even played many parts in this, one time devouring the best meal of his life. It was the teacher. She was a gorgeous bunny anthro, and after giving her three orgasms in her ass, he devoured her without a struggle, then her daughter, who was in the same class. He felt them making love to each other for hours until they were both digested.

He even devoured his next teacher, a male wolf. It was after the wolf had punished Macker for sassing off. Macker had been forced, in front of the whole class, to be the teacher's toilet after he devoured a young human girl kicking and screaming for her life. The wolf sat on Macker's face, shoving the fox's muzzle into his ass, and proceeded to force log after brown, stinking log down Macker's throat.

Then, after class, Macker had his revenge, using his cock to devour the teacher in only a few quick slurps after raping him.

His real defining moment was only a few days into his first school year. It was just before his first massive class orgy. He had never actually given any thought to being a predator, but he had seen the respect they had and wanted it too. It was a lust he could not explain.

So he sought out someone who would satisfy his hunger. He found her in the cafeteria during the High-schooler’s lunch break. A very plump and juicy lioness. She liked his forwardness, as he blurted out with a fake confidence that he was going to eat her. She pretended to let him but he got the best of her, and she was soon wiggling down his gullet into his stomach. He then experienced his first hairball as he had to caugh of much of her coat after she was digested.

And so, from when he was 12 until he was 18, was his school life, This prepared him for the real world, giving him to skills to be a good predator and (on rare occasions) prey.

But there was a sad and world rocking event in his life. One day in school, his mother was gunned down poachers. After hearing about this, Macker, age 15, went out and hunted down the poaching bastards. He then tied them up, raped their wives and daughters, then slowly ate all of them through either his cock, ass or mouth. Then, fully engorged, he proceeded to slit the throats of the poachers.

Then came college. The university of his choice wasn't too far away from his home town, and it wasn't that much different from his High School. The only difference was that the university was bigger, and that meant more students, and that meant more of those yummy bunny girl that he could eat.

Getting in was easy. All he had to do was let the headmaster, Professor Hemlock, a ten-foot tall and very muscular orca, take him for a ride on his whale cock. Then, afterward, the headmaster gave him a special mission. He told Macker that his secretary was out of date, and needed to be replaced. Macker looked outside to see a prissy, 50-year old human-woman typing away at a typewriter, even though a computer sat right by her. She wasn't too bad looking, with a round, plump ass, still perky tits, but a scrunched up face with lips tightly pursed together.

Macker licked his lips and nodded at the headmaster. He then left and came up behind her, grabbing her by her shoulders and shoving a hand down the front of her pants. She looked up at him, enraged and scared at the same time.

"Unhand me!" she cried. "Headmaster!"

Macker smiled, knowing the only reason the orca would show was would be to help out the fox. He dragged the woman out of her chair, screaming with tears running down her cheeks. He took her into the headmaster's office with a grin and an idea. She seemed relieved as she entered his office, and began to cry for help as she was pushed up to the desk and bent over.

But the orca said nothing. Instead He stood up and came around his deck. He turned around and bent over, pulling down his pants. In an instant, her wails increased and filled the room. The orca put a hand on each of his huge, round, rubbery ass cheeks and spread them apart, relieving a stinking asshole under a thick, rubbery, tail that was lifted straight up and out of the way.

Macker slowly removed her clothes, giving the woman slowly licks along her face. His hands rubbed along her womanhood. It was a thin line, almost hidden by her pubic hair though here was little of it. Proof she had never been entered at all. She smelled delicious, and it almost saddened him that he would not have her in his belly. Almost.

He bent the secretary over and bumped her forward with hit of his pelvis. She screamed as her face was shoved in between the orca's cheeks. The rubbery flash surrounded her head. She tried to struggle, but Macker was there already holding her arms down to her side. His erect cock was still out of his pants, and he wanted some fun again before this bitch disappeared forever.

He rubbed his cock against her tight asshole. If she was going into the headmaster's ass, then why not fit the occasion? The woman struggled more and screamed, but it was of no use. Macker grunted and shoved his cock right into her ass, immediately stretching it out. She screamed again, and just as she did, there was a loud sputtering sound as gas and shit exploded into her face. It smell was horrible, but Macker had smelled worse in High School.

He gave a great thrust and the woman's face was shoved right into the hole. It stretched and was around her whole head in a second. Her screams were now muffled, but her struggling continued. He began to hump to old woman, settling into a good pace. As he thrust into her, a little more of her body slipped into the orca's ass. This was aided some by her constant struggles.

The Headmaster grunted as the asshole closed around the last of the woman's head and slid down her neck. Macker pounded away inside her ass. Her mature cheeks were soft and made faint slapping sounds as he rammed into them.

There was another loud sputter, and Macker looked up to see a small jet of shit spewing from the headmaster's ass onto his secretary's back. Macker reached forward and stuck a hand on the pile of warm, moist shit. Then he began to rub it around, covering the woman's pale white skin in it.

Macker felt a warm wetness traveling down his legs. He checked and saw a white fluid dripping quickly from the woman's sex. Her mind may have hated all this, but her body was in heaven. Macker smiled and sped up his assault of the woman's ass. As he did, her shoulders came to the orca's asshole. They met some resistance, but the hole slowly opened wide and accepted the shoulders with a loud fart and a moan from the headmaster.

Once the shoulders were a good distance in, there was no need to hold her arms anymore. Macker let go of them, expecting the old woman to try to bend her arms so she could push herself out. But she didn't do anything like that. Macker listened hard, and realized she wasn't crying anymore. In fact, her detected muffled moans coming from the orca's ass.

Macker slowed down his rhythm, humping the woman more slowly. The wetness on his legs increased as he drew out slowly and the thrust back in hard. In one thrust he was able to push the woman's large tits into the hole, then he humped harder, forcing in her torso with aided help from her shit-stained back.

This, in moments, led to her ass. Her juicy rump bumped up against the edges of the orca's asshole, and the whole opened wide to accept it. As it was pulled in, Macker pulled out, exploding his seed into her bowels. He could here a faint moan, and guessed it would have been quite louder if she had been outside. He watched as, just before her vagina disappeared, her own juices flowed out and down the ass crack of the headmaster, down his legs, and onto the floor.

Then, all that was left of her were her juicy legs. They were sucked in with an audible slurp, the asshole clenching around her knees. Then it relaxed and the woman's calves were pulled in. Only her feet stuck out, and Macker bent over and gave them each a long lick, savoring her delicious flesh before it was quickly slurped into the orca's ass.

Macker stared at the tail hole as the headmaster stood up and let his tail fall back down to its rightful place. As the tail came down, it shoved Macker's face in between the huge, rubbery cheeks and up against his asshole. Macker heard a groaned, and the tail began to move up and down, moving Macker's face with it and rubbing his nose and mouth against the headmaster's asshole.

He considered pushing himself after the woman, maybe fucking her again. But instead he merely licked and kissed the orca's ass tenderly and softly, even pushing his tongue in. Then he pushed his head between the whale's legs and began licking his ball sack, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it.

But he did not have long to wait to see the remains of the old woman. Or at least what he thought would be remains. He was summoned up to the Headmaster's a day later. He found the orca squatting and looking like his was having trouble in his ass. Macker came around to take a look and found the headmaster's asshole stretched around a giant piece of shit.

Macker sat on his knees and began licking the edges of the orca's asshole and the piece of shit. It began to slide out quickly and hit him in his head and torso. It pushed him against the floor and smashed down on him. The smell was horrendous, but he smiled, knowing this was the body of the old woman. But he was wrong.

It had her body in it, though. The giant piece began to move and then break open, and the older woman emerged in shit-stained skin. Macker wiggled out from under the log of shit and looked up at her, a little surprised. She looked back down at him and smiled. He smiled back and she leaned over and kissed him.

"You're dorming with me, big boy." she said after breaking away.

He had no objections to this. In a while he found his few possessions into her room and living there for the next four years. That very night he spent doing nothing but fucking the 50-year old woman. Mainly in her ass.

As he was putting the last of his things away and laying down on his bed, the woman, named Kikki, came into the room. She moved onto the bed and pulled up her skirt. She then laid her pantiless bottom onto his snout. The soft and plump cheeks rested on his face and his muzzle heading right up her asshole.


((More on his past as he looks through his journals))


THE WAR YEARS (WIP):

This part of the story needs to be told. It was the great Border War, but Macker would later refer to it as the Vore-War, for the part he played in it to save his homeland.

Before we went to college, Macker's home, the Great Forest (a land establishment of the Reserve for Anthros' and Sentient Animals' who wished to keep themselves removed from society influenced by humans,) was attacked. By humans. Brazilians, in fact.

Macker wouldn't have been able to stay out of it if he had tried. The Lord of the Forest, the Great Stag, begged the UN for assistance, and then called all Great Forest born to return home to fight. And they all answered. Macker, influenced by human society, joined the ranks of the UN. But not under just any infantry division.

No, they had something SPECIAL in mind for one such as him, looking back on his records from school. They put him into a Special Ops Battalion, trained in Stealth-Vore. To take out high priority targets living in urban areas, without leaving a trace except for the results a day later. Each member, for practicality’s sake, was given a shrinking surem, to throw on the enemy when it was time to execute the vore. It worked remarkably fast, too. This way the agents wouldn’t have to worry about lugging out a huge belly that would slow them down.

It was a hard-fought campaign. Macker watched from the sidelines as huge battles were waged, but rarely could he do anything to help his own side. He had to wait and wait for his own targets to be assigned, then go. Sometimes they forced him to wait until a major battle had been won or lost. This lasted for about a year, then their intel got better. Then he began to make a difference. They were able to sneak up BEFORE the battle was waged, or during, when it had just started. Then they would gobble up the key targets and get lifted out of there.

Not EVERY mission was vore-centered. There were times where Macker's path would cross with the regular infantry, and he would have to fight for survival. That meant picking up a rifle and putting holes in people, then running before watching them die. That, somehow, felt very wrong to him. He would later think it was because he always killed with vore, so he was always close and personal with the victim.

One mission that was supposed to end the war was when Macker was ordered to sneak into a major fueling depot and eat the commander stationed there, then plant some false information through the ranks. This would cause a major upset when he battle began and the enemy wouldn't have a chain in command to receive guidance from. Macker and his team infiltrated the base but found out too late that they were expected. Pulling out their pistols, they proceeded to fight the remainder of the way to the commander, and Macker dispatched him. That, they paid the price to find out, had been the easy part.

Macker was the only one to make it out alive, and he had to use the ammo of his fallen comrads to do it. Even then there hadn't been enough bullets.

The worst time of Macker's military career was when a small Japanese mercenary squad was hired to take out the Vore-Squad. Macker had just gotten done training the newest recruits, having moved up in rank too high to participate in action anymore. He found himself watching from a Human-developed MTAC as his "team" worked out missions. But when his entire squad was murdered in the field, he took it upon himself to get some old friends and head out for revenge. He had groan very attached to that team.

Macker, his old wolf-anthro friend Damien, a new human friend name Damon, a defective of the mercenaries name Xencus, lion named Pride, and a little squirrel anthro named Lauren set out to find the mercenaries. They caught them each one by one and dispatched them. Macker made sure he did most of the work, though. But the last mercenary gave him some trouble, and Xencus intervened, at the price of a katana through the heart. Once again, Macker had let himself grow fond of another soldier, and the death of him brought out a side of him VERY rarely seen: the side that likes hard vore. He ripped apart the last mercenary and spent hours over his carcass, enjoying his flesh, shred by bloody shred.

The war ended six months later. Macker didn't miss the combat, but he had found the normalcy of human society to be a little. . . boring.

The Present Macker:

Makcer has settled down a lot after his adventures, though he still likes to go on one when the Nexus asks him to. At 27 years old, he has begun himself a good life, including adopting a young girl as his daughter. her name is Volturianprincess (also known as Alice in his household). She had run away from her family, and as soon as he learn this, he knew he was willingly committing kidnapping, but he didn't care. He still took her in for his own.

ALSO: I am currently trying to learn how to fight using rp rules and dice and such. Going to make a character sheet and stuff, but I need a little help with it. If you have any interest in helping me, it would be appreciated.

General info: He likes being the pred the most, and will fight off you if you aren't to his liking. He has had military training. And yes, in his home is his old rifle from having served in the Boarder Wars (ask if you want to know.) He also has a few battle scars.

His ship:



His Comp (It's the white one in the middle, which he wears strapped to his arm just above his wrist)



Other Updates:
Monday, April 20, 2009: Started this update list! Also, finished my rp with Furry_Spa, getting a treatment from Chocomoo. The best spa ever, if I had to write a review for it! Also updated my OOC prefs and corrected all the spelling typos in my bio.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009: invented a watch that displays, digitally, my current status. Thank God, too, those signs were getting really annoying!

April 29, 2011: Acquired some pills from Christine_Eevee that turn me into a Pokemon. I have now decided to enslave her to get more.

June 8, 2011: Upgraded his old phone to an Android and added an app that lets him broadcast his status to everyone, then got rid of his old wrist-accessory.

June 9, 2011: Changed my rp style. Instead of using * to contain my actions, I'm going for the more "bookish" style and using quotations for my speech and leaving my actions blank.

June 25, 2011: Got to be a quick meal for Show Girls. Didn't last very long, next time I'll have to get a little fun out of them first. ;)

January 1, 2013: Decided a life of peace and predation just isn’t like me. I’m keeping the predation aspect, but the peace has to end. Officially came out of retirement and joined up with a few friends to defend the Park Nexus from threats from other dimensions. So far, I have defeated the threats from these places:

Destroyed Rebel allied forces in the skies of a far away continent after they had already arrived in the Park. (Ace Combat: Assault Horizon)

Fought back against the Empire as a member of Rouge Squadron to keep it from breaking through to the Park. (Star Wars Rouge Squadron + Star Wars Rouge Squadron 2: Rouge Leader.)

Got involved in a lockdown in Tokyo, Japan, to fight in a war between demons and angels to keep the conflict from spilling into the Park, becoming the King of Bel and the Messiah at the same time so that my cousin could not use his Demonic Armies to challenge God and break down the barriers between the worlds and the Nexus. (Devil Survivor.)

Linked to an Avatar to keep human businesses from encroaching on a planet with enough “Unobtainium” material to build a portal to the Nexus and sell that material to militaries that had plans invade. (James Cameron’s Avatar.)

Brought down the Arcadian occupation of Dalmasca, which was a front for expanding far enough south on their world to reach a Miasma filled land to cross over into the Nexus. (Final Fantasy 12.)

Defeated various evil teams that planned to use Legendary Pokemon to break into the Park such as Rocket, Plasma, Cypher, Snag’em, Galactic, ect. (Various Pokemon games.)

Dueled to become an excellent Duelist and keep various dark powers from entering the Park. (Various YuGiOh Games.)

Went to a far off island and had to, humiliatingly, assume the form of a little girl to learn magic and defeat a rising darkness that threatened to consume all magic, and then everyone in the Park. (Witch’s Wish.)

Overcame my strong fears of space to venture out of the Goldilocks-Zone and took down three Markers that threatened to turned every living humanoid in the galaxy into twisted necromorphs. (Dead Space 1, 2, 3.)

Weilded a powerful weapon known as the Modado to destroy a God that wanted to kill all creatures living on its former body to use their expelled Ether as fuel to live again in another life of the world. (Xenoblade Chronicles.)

Commanded several Commando’s to stop the invasion of New Detroit by Ravagers (Earth Defense Force: Insect Armeggedon.)

Assumed command of the Star Fox Fighter Group to stop of Aparoid forced before they could spread into the Nexus and gain a lethal foothold against the peaceful people of the Park. (Star Fox: Assault.)


Family:
Real Mother: Died years ago at the bullets of poachers.
Adoptive mother (through Unbirthing): Sakuras_love (aka Anne Smith)
Daughter: Volturianprincess (aka Alice) (By adoption)
Sons:
Sisters: Yumita

Friends:
Temhota
Laika
Sicha
Juna
Fazz
Padme
Ghost_herm
Jessica_Doe
Keimono
Tota
FoxyJim
Chelsea_white
Furry_Spa
Kelly_Doe

Slaves:
Anashi
Christine_Eevee


((OOC: I do have a few extra preferences. I am a MALE herm, therefore will be addressed as a HE or HIM.

I am currently looking for a few scenes that involve Macker's past, especially when he was in the military. Doesn't HAVE to be that, but it sounds interesting to me if you want a scene.

Some of my IC prefs are flexible. If you don't like some of the stuff my character likes, he can flex a little, but not change entirely, only a reasonable amount. But there are a few that i won't change:
No Hard Vore!
No Vampire Vore!
No Transformation!
No Fatality (Yes, there is a way to be digested and not die.)
No Cooking!

I may like it rough, but I HATE being called names. I will ignore you if you consistently call me vulgar names or make vulgar remarks to me during sex or voring.

I hate it when people who prefer clean anal mask their taste with fruity flavors. I will do scat free, and maybe odorless, but you keep the natural taste down there!

Also, if i don't respond for no reason, please don't hate me. it means my comp crashed or something. I will tell you if I'm leaving or ignoring you by choice, don't worry.

If you ever have any questions about myself or have any ideas about what you might want to do to me, please contact me. Me email address is at the bottom. I'll be waiting... o_- ))