Abyss_Panthers

Tenebrous and Gloam are Courtesans of the Court of Predators. Prefs are at Court_Of_Predators . This stunning picture is by EveAra at https://www.furaffinity.net/user/eveara/ , and depicts them playing with my character Prince_Qaion.

"Tell me, do you understand the concept of an "event horizon"? It is the area around a black hole, where physics folds in on itself and nothing, not magic, not gods, not even light itself can escape. Everything which passes this boundary is lost forever... including you.”

“Exquisitely said, love. There will be no more hope for you. Only the darkness. The sweet, hungry darkness. Come closer, little dearest. Either of our lips are an event horizon all on their own, and it's your turn to slip down inside."

Name: Tenebrous Abyss (female) and Gloam Abyss (male). The Lovers in the Great Maw Star, The Twin Hungers Without End, or just the Abysses.

Species: Star gods, manifesting as two curvaceous ten-foot tall black panthers joined at the tail.

Age: 224 million years

Place of origin: Black Hole X210-42

Occupation: Deities, Tyrants, Wanderers.

Tenebrous and Gloam Abyss, married for more than twenty million years, are not a very normal couple. Tenebrous is female, Gloam is male, but otherwise they are mirrors of each other: both colossal panthers standing nine and a half feet tall and with the heavy, voluptuous bodies and endowments of a pair of ancient fertility gods. Their size and curvaceous forms would be unusual enough, but stranger still is their shared tail, thirty feet long, thick as a tree trunk, and merging seamlessly from one spine to the other. They are quite literally inseparable. On top of this, these panthers’ pelts, tongues, pawpads and inner flesh are all pitch black, so dark that hardly any light at all seems to escape their voluptuous forms. Their paws may float an inch above the ground at times, and they can dance together on a thread of silk... or crush a continental plate with a single step from those powerful paws. Though each of them looks like they might weigh nearly a tonne, this is not accurate. When put together - and they are always together - Tenebrous and Gloam weigh more than fifty million trillion tonnes.

The Abysses are not a very normal couple.

In truth, they are not panthers at all, but members of an enormously ancient alien race known as Solara. Solara are unusual in that they make their homes not in space, or on planets, but within the hearts of stars. Their eggs speed across the void, searching blindly for the white-hot heat of solar fusion, and only once they have plunged into the star’s molten heart does the newborn Solara hatch. The creatures grown and live in their host star, forming a symbiotic relationship with it. They could be said to be the souls of the star itself. Solara are incredibly long-lived, and enormously powerful creatures. Some form relationships with the inhabitants of nearby planets. Many are worshipped or feared as deities, hence their nickname “star gods”. With few exceptions, the Solara are solitary creatures, living alone and meeting only briefly to mate.

Tenebrous and Gloam were one of the exceptions. By sheer coincidence, they hatched from different parents at around the same time, in the two stars of a binary system some five thousand light years from Earth. Normally, Solara are fiercely territorial, but the two young star gods managed to overcome these instincts. They grew up a mere few million miles apart and soon encountered each other, soon becoming allies, then friends, then lovers, and settled down to a long, peaceful life together.

If only the universe was that simple. While Solara have no true culture, all have one thing in common: a fear of their home becoming their tomb, of their beloved star collapsing in itself and becoming a black hole. Not even they can escape such a devastating, destructive power. Of course, such an event is incredibly rare and easy to recognise, ensuring the inhabitant of the star usually has plenty of time to escape.

Usually.

No scientist has ever been able to explain why both stars in the binary system simultaneously went supernova, nor why there were no warning signs. Caught unprepared, the two star gods were trapped within the two singularities, helpless, crushed, and worst of all, alone. There they remained for millenia, as their black hole prisons orbited each other in stately silence, uncaring of the screaming souls within them. There they would have remained for the rest of time, if the two black holes hadn’t begun to drift towards each other. After fifty thousand years of solitude, the singularities collided in an explosion of unimaginable power, and for the first and last time in physics history, something got out.

Tenebrous and Gloam are the only known individuals to have survived and escaped from a black hole… if they are even the same creatures any more. They are now joined at the tail, unable to leave each other’s company, not that they would want to. Their physical forms now seem to be composed of the same super-compressed material as their host star, making their bodies far heavier than most of the planets they land upon. The only reason their presence alone doesn’t spell certain doom for all life in the local solar system is because the Abysses’ natural powers of telekinesis have become as intensely powerful as a black hole’s. They can rearrange suns with a thought, ignore gravity or redirect it to head towards their own bodies, and pluck unfortunate people literally off the face of the planet and bring them straight to their waiting jaws. More importantly, they can nullify the effect of their enormous weight as much or as little as they want, allowing them to float above the earth, light as a dark, hungry cloud, or crush a mountain with a flex of their black-furred paws.

In short, Tenebrous and Gloam are every bit as powerful as the name “star gods” would imply. Unfortunately for everyone around them, they are also as hungry as the star they were fused in. After all, what do black holes do but gluttonously consume all in their path? Both panthers are predators of truly horrifying magnitude. They are never, ever, ever not hungry. Ever. Tenebrous and Gloam can devour their prey with any orifice in their body. From their drooling maws to their huge, fat, plush-doughnuted rears, from Tenebrous’ plump, chasm-deep nethers to Gloam’s massive monolithic shaft and sloshing sac, every part of their bodies is constantly, endlessly, insatiably ravenous. Once you have a few inches inside the hot, dripping, pitch-black flesh, escape is literally impossible. The gravitational pull is too great for any power in the universe to free you. Only one thing awaits: an end deep inside a star panther.

The Abysses’ insides are hot as a furnace, brimming with digestive fluids designed to break down stars. In such an environment normal matter should be annihilated in seconds. But the very laws of space-time themselves are meaningless inside the singularities of the panthers' guts, womb and balls. Prey may be smothered by squishing walls with the weight of a planet, or find themselves floating in a sea of sloshing gooey fluid slowly melting them away. They may experience time going backwards, trapped for millions of years of slow churning while outside the predators have only just swallowed down their last inch. Nothing is impossible for the panthers’ stomachs… except escape.

The one thing Tenebrous and Gloam love more than stuffing themselves with squirming lives is each other. In the aeons since their fusing, they have only fallen deeper in love. They have made it a tradition to get married on every planet they visit, and to hold a wedding that no-one survives. Sometimes they move in the shadows of society, pretending to be a normal - if unusually large - couple and enticing cute prey to their home. Other times, they will descend from the skies and begin to feast without warning, rampaging across continents together in an orgy of greed and pleasure. The panthers’ bond allows each of them to feel every sensation of the other, and they adore gorging together, viewing the act of predation as a form of threesome between them and their prey. They love to taunt and torment morsels as a pair, using their colossal bodies to smother every inch of hope out of their prey before sliding them into one of their orifices. Whether they’re feeding on a single prey, a group, or a whole civilisation, nothing will stop them from treasuring every second of squirming, or every inch of hyperdense pudge added to their plump bodies.

In the six million years since they escaped their black hole together, Tenebrous and Gloam have embraced their nature completely. They are cruel, playful and loving, as addicted to each other as they are to their appetites. And they think you look utterly adorable. Why not say hello?