Across the massive Dildo flagship, Jimmithey Johnrey James flew through the large purple halls at rapid speeds. Throughout his flight, he had seen zero Cuck soldiers hanging around. They were all missing.
"Hmph. They must've run away. It makes some sense. These Cucks are fucking weak. Any weakling cuck would quit and fucking run if they were on the losing side." Jimmithey thought as he passed through a door at the end of the long hall.
This door led to a large, yet surprisingly barren, hangar bay. Only one remaining Dildo ship is seated nearby. The other ones, which would normally be stationed around, were missing. This only fed into Jimmithey's theory that the Cucks had escaped.
"Hmph. Pussy ass cowards. Well, either way, there's no point in destroying that ship. It could be my way out if anything happens to my powers."
"Wait. No… There's no point in considering escaping. It's killing the Cuck here and now or dying trying." Jimmithey muttered as he slowed down his flight by the large ship, surveying it from afar.
He then kicked off the ground, flying past the large hangar and back into a hallway. But as he did, he felt the ship shudder slightly, the cuckold lights dimming.
Doom…..!
"Huh... It must be the others… Who could they be fighting? Whatever. It's none of my damn business anymore… I just hope Jack and Miss Milly are alright. Hope that Chad fuck is okay also... Maybe even her." Jimmithey muttered to himself, continuing to run forward through his sudden erection.
He continued to follow the largest source of Cuckold energy he could sense, blasting through the halls as fast as he could.
It was growing stronger and stronger as he continued down the purple halls. However, he also sensed other energies emanating from ahead.
They were faint but were similar to the auras of the Cuckold Generals.
"What the hell is going on?" He thought while flying forward.
But as he did, he noticed something strange poking through the alien-like walls. Something white and smooth, the opposite of the veiny and purple walls he once flew through.
"Wait. Are those… Bricks?" Jimmithey asked himself, slowing himself down to look around. He landed on the white bricks under him, crouching down to analyze them.
He looked forward and saw that the halls ahead were now filled with white pillars and bricks, all made of smooth marble and shining steel. Around them were high-quality lights, all inserted around in an orderly fashion.
The arches were well designed, and the hall smelled actually decent, unlike the cum scent of the purple Cuck halls.
It was a sophisticated and contrasting look compared to the strange hallways he'd been used to, thanks to the hours he had been fighting in the flagship.
"Hm… This must mean I'm getting close to the King's 'Castle.' After all, a fucking idiot like him would do something like this." Jimmithey muttered as he ran forward, enhancing his legs with his Cuckold energy.
As he did, he heard light whispering and noises coming from the end of the hall.
At the end of the hall was a large door adorned with gold and silver. It was surrounded by ancient art of sexual acts.
Most of them were of ancient cuckoldry, having the statued men watch sex and masturbate at the same time.
Jimmithey reached the metal door, which had the most cuckoldry art on it. He heard the muffled noises become louder.
He could make out slight moaning and groaning. This was not a good sign. On a cuckold ship, this only meant degenerate things were going on. He put his hands on the giant door, taking a deep breath.
"Could those be Cuck soldiers? Are they trying to masturbate to gain power? Or are they trying to enjoy themselves before the end? Hmph..."
"Whatever is happening in here, whoever is in there… If they aren't the King Cuck, then I'm ignoring them. Even if it's pussy ass cucks, there's no point in wasting energy on them. If it is the King... Then I'll fucking kill him and end this all!" Jimmithey thought to himself, rustling his black hair for a second.
He then placed his hand back and pushed with all of his force.
CREAAKK….
The door opened up, revealing a massive hall with hundreds of people in it.
They weren't Cuckold soldiers like Jimmithey had expected.
Instead, they were all naked, normal-looking citizens. Normal people.
"Hah? The fuck?!" Jimmithey mumbled as he looked down at the people around.
Jimmithey was standing on a walkway, which looked over a bunch of tiny pits filled with tens of people having sex with each other. At the end of the walkway was another ancient and fancy door, one that gave off the strongest cuckold aura.
Alongside these walkways were tens of floating booths filled with couches, chairs, and sex toys. They had glass floors, allowing viewers to see everything from a 360-degree perspective.
Small staircases led to the sides, which connected the top walkway to the sex pits. In these pits were people in many different sex positions, doing many different fetish activities.
Some of them were in bondage uniforms. Some were in fursuits, others wore cosplays from the show called "The Officer." Some were connected to large toy ponies, forcing their cocks into holes lined along them.
Others were chained up, being fucked from multiple directions. Dildos and vibrators were being used, and machinery lined up along the walls that recharged the devices and electrified the slaves.
Some were walking around like dogs, licking the juices out of any hole they could find. Some were forced to watch, chained up to walls to masturbate.
The scent of cum, sweat, vomit, and shit filled the entire room. The air was steamy and moist, and the scent of aphrodisiacs lingered.
It was a massive orgy that seemed to have been going on for months. Everyone there had an empty look in their eyes. Everyone inside was tired, drained of their energy and soul.
It was a hellscape for normalcy and a heaven for degeneracy.
This was the Cuck's harem room that the Colonel had mentioned before. Jimmithey didn't believe he would've ever seen it himself until now.
"What the fuck… Holy shit. Is this where the degenerates get their energy from?" Jimmithey looked, noticing the lingering effects of the different general's energy.
He assumed this place must have been where they quickly recharged themselves. Degenerates like the Brony or Colonel must have used this place to quickly gather energy and remind themselves of their mission. And as a place to gain pleasure.
He assumed this could have been where the Cucks got their energy for cuckold ships and beams.
It was a degenerate and horrible system. One that made Jimmithey furious.
A system that reminded him of what the King Cuck had originally done to create his cuck beam, all those months ago. A system that reminded him of the week he spent beneath the magical girl mansion.
He looked up, noticing a few cameras located around. They were still blinking and turning, but completely ignored Jimmithey. They stayed stationed on the weakly thrusting sex slaves. Someone must've been watching, and he assumed it was the Cucks who abandoned the ship.
"Bastards… They must've kidnapped all of these normal fucking people and forced them to fuck! Forever! I-its... It's just like what she did to me. Like what the magical girls wanted to do to me... Fuck... Stop fucking with our lives... Stop fucking with our normal goddamn lives! You goddamn BASTARDS!!"