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Year 202, 4th Era

The war that many believed would never end is finally over.
Alduin, the World Eater has been slain.
The Vampire Lord Harkon has been felled.
And Miraak, the First Dragonborn, has been defeated.
Skyrim is at peace, or so it would seem.

Maillyn Afrand, a Breton who a few moons ago was set to be beheaded, was now the greatest power in the Land. With the united power of many of the Jarls, many former members of the Imperial and Stormcloak Armies, the Thieves Guild, the Companions, even the Dark Brotherhood, and many other factions across Skyrim, her power is absolute. She is a just ruler, having defeated Lord Ulfric Stormcloak in ritual combat, before casting out the Empire and the Aldmeri Dominion with the combined force she had accumulated. Dominion Supporters were stripped and impaled in front of major cities, the Dominion's Army- Even with Imperial Support- Could not withstand Guerilla Warfare against those who knew the land so well. The final nail in the coffin came at the battle of the Thalmor Embassy- Elenwen- First Emissary of the Dominion was killed by the Dragonborn in single combat, and (after a mix of Paralysis and Magica Draining poisons allowed the Dragonborn to have her way with the pompous Altmer) her head was presented on a pike before the Embassy building was razed to the ground. The Dominion and the few Imperials still licking their boots had no choice but to flee. From that day on Skyrim was a land for all to live in as they saw fit. The Law was kept, those who were prejudiced against their fellows- Man, Mer, or otherwise- Was thrown in jail. Why was it then that some people still saw it fit to rebel against the Dragonborn’s New Order? Such was the tale of Maven Black-Briar, Matriarch of a criminal empire in the city of Riften.

Morndas, 23rd Day of Second Seed
Solitude, Skyrim
~13:00 Local Time

“Maven Black-Briar.” Spoke Dragon Queen Afrand, standing before a crowd of her citizens as they watched the trial. “You stand charged with High Treason. Before a court of the Jarls and myself, with evidence provided by the Thieves Guild, you were found Guilty. Your reckless actions caused the death of many of Skyrim’s Citizens, including members of your own family. As such, you have been sentenced to death. Have you any last words?” She would ask, resting her hand on the hilt of her sword- The Legendary “Dragonbane”.

In response, Maven would look up to the gathered crowd, and then to Maillyn. “How dare you try to enforce your reign over Skyrim and her people… You’re no better than Tullius. Just another tyrant who thinks they can march into Skyrim and take over. You may have gotten rid of the Empire, and the Dominion, but you’re no better than they ever were. I hope you burn in Oblivion for your crimes.” She would say with venom fresh on her tongue, spitting at the feet of the Queen, but the glob of saliva coming up short. “Skyrim belongs to the Nords!”

“... So be it. If the Gods wish for me to burn, then I shall endure my punishment.” Maillyn would say, nodding to the two guardsmen standing behind Maven, who would force her to her knees and make her bow her head. Maillyn would step forward, drawing Dragonbane from its sheath, and lining up its absurdly sharp blade with Maven’s neck. “ May Sovngarde welcome you, despite your sinful life, and may the Heroes who reside there teach you to respect your fellow man. Skyrim and her land, from the white peaks of Winterhold, to the lush forests of Falkreath, the Dwarven Ruins, and even the Canals of your home of Riften, and the pathways of the great city of Solitude. Skyrim belongs to all who wish to live here, and we will destroy anyone who seeks to undo that unity, that peace.” She would say, before raising up the sword, and delivering a single clean, precise, deadly strike. Just like that, the head of Clan Black-Briar was no more, and with so many in the family either dead or in prison, their name would surely crumble. Her head would fall with a soft “thud” into a Basket that had been placed at her feet, and after a moment of pause, the crowd that had been listening to the speech would erupt with applause as Maven’s neck stump spurted blood onto the warm stones in front of her- Almost getting on some of the people standing closest to the platform. The death of the rebel leader signifying another victory for a truly free Skyrim. Once the deed was done, the crowd slowly began to disperse.

“Alright. Pick her up. Let’s not waste any time.” Maillyn would say to the two soldiers, and as she requested, one would pick up the body, the other would pick up the basket containing the head. They wouldn’t go far, simply using a small side room for the purposes their lady intended. “Alright. One of you, remain outside. It’s your choice who has to do it.” The guards would set the body in a chair, and the basket containing the head on a nearby table.

“Yes Ma’am.” One of the guards would say, placing a hand over her heart and bowing.

As soon as they were gone, Maillyn Affrand would scoop the head out of the basket, looking at the expression of fear, anger, and pain frozen on the Black Briar Matriarch’s face. “Maven, you insolent whore. What did you think would happen? I put you on the throne of Riften. Did you really think you had the power to rise up against me when even your criminal underworld swore fealty to me?”

The Dragon Queen would set the head back down and begin to disrobe. Taking the fur cape off of her back and hanging it on the back of a chair. Slowly but surely she would peel off her armor. Boots, Bracers, Shoulder plates, thigh plates, breastplate, then her tunic, followed by the layer of chainmail under it, and her shirt, then her socks, and finally her war skirt and her trousers. Then she would turn back to the table, sighing as her cock slowly began to harden~

Maven, as horrible a person as she was, was lovely even in her old age. Using potions to keep herself looking youthful, no doubt. Many of which were probably provided by the Thieves Guild- But Maillyn didn’t care about that right now. She would’ve preferred to rape Maven right there in Mistveil Keep, but she had to restrain herself before her soldiers. Now, Maven’s masterfully maintained body was all hers~ She would walk around the table, and after stripping Maven of the rags they had dressed her in, she began to make use of the body~ Grinding her hardening cock between the woman’s breasts, gently humping her torso and admiring the clean, bloody cut left by Dragonbane~ Once Maillyn was hard, she rolled the traitor’s corpse back over- Right on time- As Maven’s body began to relieve itself- Pissing all over the floor. “Even in death you have no respect for anyone but yourself. Fine- I’ll just use your head while you piss yourself.” She’d scold the corpse, sliding over a bucket to catch some of the vile golden liquid pouring from Maven’s pussy.

Keeping true to her promise, Maillyn would take a seat once again- Grabbing the head from its basket and slowly lining her cock up with the newly formed hole where the neck had been severed. She would slide her cock into that new bloody hole, and let out a melodic moan~ As she expected from someone who spewed as much hot air as Maven, her throat was wonderful~ The texture caressing the Dragon Queen’s cock as she began to fuck the head~ She watched with glee as the bulge of her cock moved up Maven’s throat, and slowly emerged from between her dead lips~ She began to speed up the pace at which she fucked the traitor’s head, blood from the neck stump smearing on her cock, and staining her skin of her crotch as well as her pubic hair a dark, rich crimson. She began to manhandle the head, fucking it hard and fast, if she wasn’t careful, she might just shatter the skull while in her lust- But she didn’t wanna make that much of a mess.

Maillyn’s moans, sweet as they were, echoed through the small room, and could be heard by the guardswoman waiting outside the room, the woman having to restrain herself to not shove her hand into her pants and finger her cunt senseless at the sounds of her beloved queen raping that Traitor’s body~ No! She had to control herself! Nobody was allowed to know the Queen’s secret. She had to keep her senses about her.

The Dragon Queen would’ve double over, if not for the fact that she was sitting down- “Fuck! Maven! You cunt! I’m glad you died~! You died, that means I get to rape your corpse, you whore~” The woman would groan, grinding Maven’s neck stump into her crotch as she came- Moaning hard as she sprayed what some might consider to be an impossibly large load of semen onto the floor. Removing the head from her now bloody cock and setting it on the table, she would look over to Maven’s body again- It had stopped pissing by now. So the Dragon Queen stood up and walked over the corpse- Spinning it around and eagerly shoving her cock into the traitor’s still wet pussy~ Whether it was her piss, arousal from her own death, or some combination of the two, the Dragonborn did not care, it felt divine either way~

As she began to brutally fuck Maven’s pussy- The Dragon Queen couldn’t help herself from moaning even louder than before~ Each thrust inward smashing against Maven’s well-used Cervix, and each pull outwards leaving her wanting more of that divine post-mortem tightness~ She once again found herself wishing she could’ve raped the woman while she was still alive- To feel the woman’s pussy clench in fear as Dragonbane kissed her neck mid-coitus. Sadly, that was not possible with how she had crushed the rebellion. “You fucking slut~ I should’ve raped and murdered you months ago~ Back before I even slew Alduin~ Would’ve been far more enjoyable for both of us, but noooooo~ Your bitch ass just HAD TO be the most powerful woman in Riften before the war ended. If I had killed you, I’d have assassins from the Brotherhood and the Thieves Guild after my ass~ They wouldn’t have killed me~ No Assassin ever could~ But… Ngh- Fuck~ Your children and underlings would’ve tried~” She would growl, moaning between words as she relentlessly pounded the corpse- Even rocking the table the body was laying on a bit with each thrust.

The Guard outside meanwhile- Was no longer able to resist- Slipping her hand between her legs, she softly rubbed her pussy through her clothes, ear against the crack between the door and the wall- Listening as her Queen raped the corpse of that miserable traitor- The wooden legs of the table hitting the stone floor in an off-rhythm with each moan~ Dragon Queen Maillyn was like a goddess to her~ What she wouldn’t give to be in Maven’s place~ Dead or alive~

The Dragon Queen pressed Maven’s body into the table as she as she could- Giving up on consistency as she simply fucked the corpse as hard and fast as she could~ Innevitably, her orgasm surged forth- Pumping the same oversized load into her dead womb, causing the dead crime lord’s belly to inflate slightly as it held in the torrent of cum. Slowly, once her orgasm and the afterglow stopped- Maillyn would pull out of the corpse- Sighing with relief. She would walk over to the door- And open the small sliding viewport in it.

“Guard?” Maillyn would say, to ensure the woman was still there- Despite the fact that she could smell the woman’s arousal even through the small gap she now had.

“Y-Yes, my lady?” The guard would say, trying to make it less obvious that she too had just orgasmed.

“Go fetch a maid. Have her fetch a fresh pair of clothes for me. Then you will bring them back. Once I have changed, you will accompany me on my duties regarding what to do with Maven.” She would explain. “... And then you will join me in my chambers to clean me. Understand?”

“Yes! Yes Ma’am! Right away!” The Guard would say, righting herself and nodding fervently before running off to do as her lady had requested. Her dream was finally going to come true!

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“Find the enemy commander- this General Moore. Kill her, or her resolve. Do this, and her cowards will retreat. Leaving the Dam to us.”

The words of the Legate, the man known as Lanius, would echo in Concordia’s head as she raced across the Hoover Dam, and who was she to tell him no? He was her commanding officer- For now~ He wanted her to kill? She was more than happy to do so~ The Industrial Hand on her right hand roared to life as she shoved it into a Trooper’s guts- The saw blade tearing through her body armor like it wasn’t even there~ Then she would rip the blade up and out- splitting the woman almost entirely in two~ She was already onto her next target before that woman hit the ground, swinging the Machete Gladius in her left- She easily decapitated another trooper- She was lost in the blood~ She tore through the rank and file NCR soldiers like they were nothing, her weapons leaving piles of blood and meat on the ground with every life they took~

She was outpacing all of the Legion Soldiers- from normal soldiers to elite centurions- None of them could keep up with her. Occasionally- She would grab a throwing spear off of her back- Or out of a dead NCR Trooper- And throw it, normally punching right through the helmet of whatever poor bastard she decided it would target- Sometimes taking the head off entirely. She had been waiting for this moment since she learned of the Legion’s plans to assault this place~ It had taken so long, doing so many little tasks for Caesar, but now that old fool was dead and buried, by Concordia’s hands no less, regardless of what she had to tell lucius so he wouldn't try and take her life. Now with little more than a dog of war to replace him- Concordia’s place at the top was all but secure.

Finally, they had crossed the upper portion of the dam. The smell of blood, fire, and brimstone filling her nostrils even under her helmet. The thunderous explosion as Artillery crashed into the NCR emplacement on the hill to her right rocker her to her core, but it didn't phase her. She rolled her neck as she looked to the doors leading into the Dam proper. She knew now was when the real fight began. She had studied the maps hundreds of times, she had snuck into this facility personally to snoop around a few times during her time spying on the NCR. She knew exactly where she needed to go~

She kicked open the doors to the interior, finding it vacant, as was expected. She and a few legionnaires chose the elevator, while others took the stairs. The NCR would have no path to escape their wrath. As the Elevator doors opened, it was once more into the fray for the Legion. Concordia and her fellow Legion Warriors armed with melee weapons were backed up by a hail of gunfire from their comrades- NCR Soldiers falling left and right as she charged forward. What she wouldn’t give to take her time ravaging the dead bodies of each and every one of their females, and consuming their flesh- But she could not stop now. A few bullets pinged off of her armor, some even hitting her helmet, but it had survived far worse than rudimentary 5.56 rounds from their meager Service Rifles. As she finally got within range of one of them- The woman screamed as she was attacked- It sounded… Familiar~ As she gutted the woman with the saw blade gauntlet on her arm- She tore off her helmet and saw why- Private Christina Morales, a woman who served at McCarran who lost her husband recently~ Concordia was more than happy to send her to the afterlife with her lover~

As Concordia and the Legion moved through the generator rooms, she continued to kill more than her comrades, and with far more brutality~ She found a group of four who were similarly familiar to her- The Misfits from Camp Golf~ Time to see if that training she gave them paid off~ First up was the one called “Razz”- She swung her Machete at him- Only for the man to block her strike with his rifle! Impressive~ Then he would pull out his sidearm- But before he could pull the trigger- Concordia simply removed his arm with the Industrial Hand~ He screamed in pain before he silenced him forever- Slicing off his head as easily as she did to his arm. Then another one of them- O'Hanrahan if Concordia remembered right- Tried to bash her head with the butt of his rifle- He must be out of bullets~ She was unphased by the attack, and instead swung down with her Machete- Cutting the man’s legs at the knees- He fell, and Concordia crushed his windpipe under her foot.

Turning to the last two, the one they called “Poindexter” would turn tail and run!

“Poindexter! Damnit!” Their leader- Mags would say, peppering Concordia with bullets- Some of them finding gaps in her armor… She adored the pain~ Concordia would surge forward- Hitting Mags with her shoulder- making the Corporal drop her weapon before she grabbed another Throwing Spear from the quiver on her back- And threw it. Hitting Poindexter in the back of the neck- He fell to the ground, bleeding to death in moments. Before Mags could even recover, Concordia was on top of her, straddling her midsection before grabbing her pistol and tossing it over the railing to the reactor floor below.

Concordia would stab her Machete Gladius into the woman’s shoulder- Making her scream in pain and fear as her right arm went limp- Then she would lift her helmet up just enough to speak without her voice being muffled by the helmet-

“Goodbye, Mags~” She would coo- And she would see the woman’s heart break in her eyes. She recognized Concordia’s voice- She was… With the Legion? But… She helped train the Misfits! She was NCR! Why did she- Before that train of thought could be finished, her face was minced by the blades of the Industrial Hand. Concordia took that moment, hiding behind a pillar to jam a syringe into her neck- Feeling the sweet bliss of Med-X flowing through her veins, followed by a stimpak. The Legionnaires may not be allowed to use Chems, but she technically was more or less a Mercenary in their eyes. She could do whatever drugs she wanted~

She continued the slaughter through the halls of the Dam, killing indiscriminately and moving onto the next opponent. She did see a few more familiar faces- Lieutenant Boyd- The MP from McCarran who tried to interrogate a man named Silus- Who Concordia then helped escape. Then there was the First Recon’s Alpha Team- More importantly, Corporal Betsy. What she wouldn’t give to stop her attack and finish what Cook-Cook started on that whore…. But alas, she didn’t have the time.

Inevitably, the Legion breached General Moore’s compound at the heart of the Dam-

“A woman in Legion Armor with a Chainsaw on her first. So you must be the Merc the reports mentioned. I can barely tell you apart from that Legate guy in that fancy getup. Leave now and pass this message onto your commander-  Hoover Dam will not fall while I still draw breath.” The woman would explain, clearly confident despite the slaughter that had happened so far. There was a shimmer of light as some sort of energy field was raised that blocked her from being attacked.

“That’s exactly why I’m here, General Moore.” Concordia would snarl through her helmet.

“Fool. We’ve fortified this place to hold out indefinitely against an army. What chance do you think you have?” Moore would say, turning and walking away, drawing her 12.7mm Pistol. Immediately as she left, NCR Soldiers popped out of the rooms on that upper level, raining fire down upon the Great Khans, Legion, and Concordia. Concordia was able to take cover, but several others were not so lucky- She saw a Great Khan woman take a high-caliber round to the chest- Blowing a hole between her tits- But in her pocket Concordia saw a syringe of Med-X~ Perfect~ She was ready for another dose~ She jammed the needle into her neck, feeling it wash over her again as she clenched her fist- The Industrial Hand roaring to life once again as she ran out from Cover- Running up the stairs- And making short work of the soldiers covering Moore’s retreat! Each swing of her weapon killed a soldier~ She continued through the facility, ruthlessly cutting down any who stood in her way.

She eventually reached a room lined with office cubicles- Her perceptive eyes easily noticed the traps placed between the rows- She’d need to-

THOOM!

A loud gunshot disrupted her thought- A large crater appeared in the wall behind her! Fuck! She quickly rolled behind cover. So that was their plan, hmm? Trap the room and wait for them to funnel in with Anti-Materiel rifles? Clever. She’d give them that. But she just had to out do them~ These were Rangers, no doubt about that. Veterans from the look of their armor and weapons. She took a deep breath, revved up her Industrial Hand- Sheathed her Machete and pulled a Throwing Spear from her quiver. She had three left. She’d have to make them count. She would then grab a Flashbang from her belt, pull the pin, and toss it into the line-of-sight of the Rangers.

As expected she heard a shot ring out- The Rangers Ordered to shoot anything that moves- But of course they missed. The Flashbang popped, and Concordia jumped out, ready to move- The Ranger who had shot at her had to shield his eyes from the flash, and before he could re-establish his sight picture- He was impaled by a Spear. More popped out, but she was able to avoid their fire as best as she could- Ducking in and out of the rows of Cubicles as she closed the distance. Finally, she triggered a Bear Trap with another Spear, stepping over the disarmed trap as she finally got within striking range of her enemies! Like all the Soldiers before them, even these Veterans in their Riot Gear could do nothing to stop the blades of the Industrial Hand- Carving through Armor, Flesh and Bone alike~ She saw a ranger trying to line up a shot as she brawled with others- And threw her spear into their leg-

“Argh!” A woman? Even through the Voice Changer of the riot helmet Concordia could tell it was a woman underneath. She finished the last of the Rangers who were stupid enough to fight up close, and walked over to the woman she had downed. She was clutching her leg as it bled everywhere- But as she saw Concordia approach, she seemed to ignore that pain- And raise the rifle dropped by one of her comrades.

THOOM-PLING!

Concordia felt that one. Her helmet had BARELY managed to stop the .50 Caliber round, but she felt her brain rattling from the attack. Even so, in her blind fury, she lunged for the woman- Ripping the rifle from her hands- And forgetting all about her previous ideas as she simply hacked the woman apart with her Machete Gladius. Once she came down from her fury, she had no choice but to take off her helmet. The skull plate had BARELY been thick enough to stop the bullet. She’d fix it later. For now- Who exactly was this woman who had the audacity to almost end her life? She ripped the Riot Helmet off the woman- And was greeted with a familiar, albino face. “Ranger Ghost. Shame you got deployed out here. I would’ve loved to ravage you under that fancy Ranger Statue.” Concordia would muse, dropping the helmet onto the mangled corpse of the woman who had worn it.

As she turned the corner, she saw her final challenge. A squad of NCR Heavy Troopers, clad in their gutted suits of Brotherhood Armor. They instantly opened fire as they saw her- Their miniguns peppering the wall she had ducked behind. No more spears… No guns… She would just have to close the gap. She went around the side, only to find another Heavy- But this was just one. She charged him- Taking bullets to her extremities but being careful to block her face. With fury and drugs in her system, she charged him down, and shoved her Industrial Hand right under that fancy helmet- Slicing through his neck like butter.

As much as she didn’t like having to do it, she picked up his Minigun, and opened fire on the heavies protecting Moore. Moore herself rolled out of the line of fire and behind a wall just in time to avoid the spray, but her goons were not so lucky, the sustained fire finding all of the gaps in their stupid armor and causing them to duck back into the room they had come from- Just as Concordia wanted~ She dropped the weapon and ran after them, entering the room as several shots from Moore’s hand cannon rang out, missing the Legionette by a hair each time. She shredded one of the Heavies, then did the same to the other.

“SHE’S OVER HERE IN MY OFFICE!” Moore would yell, barking orders to what Concordia could assume was more Heavy Troopers. She injected another Stimpak into her neck and took a breather for a moment. She stuck her arm out for a moment-

BANG!

Sure enough, Moore still had that pistol trained on the doorway. She just had to wait- She heard the heavy trooper get closer and closer… Finally she lunged out of her hiding spot at the approaching soldier- Grabbing him.

BANG! That shot hit Concordia in the leg. Not fatal, but not exactly good either.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
-Click!

She was out of ammo! And best of all, aside from some shrapnel hitting her arms, none of the bullets hit Concordia directly, instead peppering the back of the Heavy Trooper she was using a meatshield. She revved up the Industrial Hand and gutted the Trooper, before throwing him aside, and tackling the Colonel before she could finish reloading. She would grab the hefty pistol and throw it away, smirking as she punched the General in the face. Concordia would then remove the Industrial hand from her arm for the first time in a while, using her bare hands to break Moore’s arms, the older woman screaming in pain as she was brutalized. Then Concordia would roll her over and begin to pull out her cock, still keeping her armor on before ripping off Moore’s pants, Shoving her raging hard cock into the Woman’s cunt with no hesitation. That was one reason she never got tired of stuck up NCR Pussy~ They were ALWAYS tight~ Concordia knew she couldn’t do this for long, so she held nothing back as her massive cock violated Moore’s pussy, easily tearing it the insides of the sensitive organ with her sheer size~ Her armor clattered a bit and her hips slammed into Moore’s ass with each violent thrust into her cunt. Concordia would pull her Machete gladius from its sheath, and put it around Moore’s neck, the sharp blade biting into her flesh~

“Ahn~ Any last- Mnh- words, General?” Concordia would ask as she continued to violate the enemy commander.

“Fuck… You… Legion… Ngh… Scum!” Moore would spit back, she was in a lot of pain, but the pleasure from such a powerful cock filling her pussy cut right through all of that.

“Mmmmnh~ I figured you’d say something like that~ Say hi to the Devil for me when you get to Hell~” Concordia would muse as she pulled the blade back. “She deserves to know her sister/wife is doing just- Ahn~ fine up here~”

And with that, she would grab the blade with her other hand- and pull it back- Severing General Cassandra Moore’s head, and taking her life. At that moment, the General’s pussy began to spasm as she died, having a death orgasm like so many of her troopers had before her, whether she knew that or not. It was enough to push Concordia over the edge, dropping her sword and making out with the severed head as she felt her orgasm rip through her, firing her orgasm into Moore’s cunt, which was only slightly more worthless than before. She would stand up, cover herself up, and grab her weapons… And out of curiosity, she would slice off a piece of the dead General’s thigh- Slipping it into her mouth and savoring the flavor. Afterwards, Concordia made sure to repair her helmet and fix the dent so she could cover her face before returning to Lanius’ side…

“This slaughter pleases me. No act is more sacred than consecrating a site in the blood of one’s enemies.” Legate Lanius would start as Concordia returned to his side, both warriors coated in the blood of the NCR soldiers. “The rest of the dam is fully under our control. A few pitiful holdouts remain, but their time is short. The General was the last source of concern. With their commander dead, the NCR will pull out of this region, allowing our conquest to continue westward unopposed for a time. The Legion will swell with the number of slaves we will claim from this place, and the tribute we gather will fund further campaigns. Perhaps, in time, I will be granted the honor of conquering the land known as California. But for now, we rest. Know that- Despite your status as a woman, your efforts are appreciated and will not go unrewarded. But we can speak of that later. For now, come, we must see to the burning of the dead.”

Those words were like music to Concordia’s ears, she knew Lanius would call her to his tent tonight, and by morning- The Legion would be hers to rule~  She’d make fine use of those slave girls he was “sacrificing” before the battle once he was dead~

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Somewhere, in a war torn, nameless country somewhere in the Middle East, Meryl Silverburgh, leader of the CID Rat Patrol 01 found herself fleeing for her life. She was panicking now. Her friends, the soldiers her nanomachines were synced with- They were dead… And Akiba too… Fuck. Why did the B&B Corps show up here of all places!? Why were they after Rat Patrol? Did Liquid put them up to this? She had no clue. What she did know is that her friends had been killed, and that for the first time since Shadow Moses… She was truly alone.

She grabbed her Desert Eagles- Checking each of their magazines now that she had a moment to breathe. First one… One in the chamber, but the magazine is empty. Fuck. She ejected the magazine and slipped in her last fully loaded one, slipping the single bullet back into the chamber manually. The other one is… Full! Good. Sixteen shots. She knew one good shot could kill one of those Frog Soldiers… But those Beauties… In their armored suits… She wasn’t sure how much punishment one of them could take… Given the close quarters of the engagement, she ripped the scope of her second Deagle. She wouldn’t need it here. She took a deep breath-

CHOOOOM!

Meryl jumped as a Railgun shot punched right through the APC she had ducked behind- Crying Wolf- B&B’s sniper- Had taken a shot at her, but thankfully it missed- If only barely. The small chunk of metal that had been going several times the speed of sound a fraction of a second ago now buried in the sand next to her. Meryl needed to move! So she scrambled to her feet and ran for a nearby alleyway- They were on her tail- She had to run! Two Frogs appeared at the other end of the Hallway-

BANG!
BANG!

Before the Nanomachine enhanced Haven Troopers could even raise their guns- Meryl had put a single bullet in each of them- Fourteen rounds remained in her pistols. 50 Action Express punched clean through one’s helmet- Her brains splattering the wall behind her as her body began to combust- The other began to do the same after Meryl shot clean through her heart- Both falling to the ground as the blue flames of their Nanomachines combusting began to consume them. Meryl just kept running. Her lungs burned, her feet hurt, the last thoughts of Ed and Johnathan still burned in her head… Why couldn’t she recall Akiba’s? No time to worry about that. She had to keep moving. She walked out into the street-

“RAHHHH!” Came the primal roar of Raging Raven- Another Member of the B&B Unit- Firing off her Grenade Launcher as soon as Meryl stepped out of that alley.

THOONK! THOONK! THOONK! THOONK! THOONK! THOONK!

The flying super soldier emptied the cylinder of her explosive weapon, small cylindrical grenades filling the street- Meryl barely had time to roll out of the effective blast radius before-

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

She had more ordinance on her wings- And Meryl almost expected her to fire those rockets at her- But she didn’t. The grenades didn’t hit Meryl directly, but the rocks and debris they kicked up stung a little. If Meryl had a moment to do so, she would’ve thanked God that Raven preferred High Explosive to Fragmentation grenades, or else she’d be dead right now. Either way- She took the opportunity of Raven reloading to run away again-

BANG! BANG! BANG!

She fired a few shots- But to no effect, Raven blocked the bullets with her mechanical wing. Eleven left.

Meryl just kept running. There had to be a way to shake these four… Right? Raging Raven can fly… Crying Wolf can crawl into small spaces…  Laughing Octopus has omnidirectional movement and can roll into a ball… And Moaning Mantis apparently just floats using telekinesis… And all of them were extremely dangerous, and linked into S.O.P. with their Frog Soldier underlings. If the Frogs found her, the Beasts would know her location as well!

“Found her!” Called the augmented voice of another Frog- Meryl had less than a second to duck into a doorway before the alley was filled with a hail of gunfire! At least three Frogs fired their P90s into the thin corridor in an attempt to kill her- But the moment they stopped- She would pop out of her cover once again!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three shots- Three kills. Two Frog soldier's heads exploding- The third, in an attempt to dodge Meryl’s gunfire- Ended up taking the high caliber bullet directly to the crotch. The bullet tearing through not only her battlesuit, but the girl’s crotch as well- Her womb and vagina reduced to a bloody mess smeared across the sandy street. Meryl decided to run through the building instead of the alleyway in an attempt to shake any more pursuers. By the time the Nanomachines in the augmented female soldier began to combust- Their corpses “screaming” with blue flames- The redhead was already gone. Eight shots remained.

The more she tried to escape, the more she continued being cornered by Frogs or encountering the beasts, and the more her already low reserves of ammo continued to drain. Inevitably, she raised one of her guns to fire-

Click!

Shit! She ditched one of her pistols, and raised the other- Aiming at the Frog Soldier’s head- But she couldn’t pull the trigger. She knew that her last round was in the pistol she was holding- But… She just couldn’t do it!

“Wh-What the fuck is happening?” Meryl thought, essentially screaming at herself to pull the trigger- But at the same time- the Frog wasn’t shooting her either- Then she saw her- The leader of these Super Soldiers. Moaning Mantis. She descended from the air, patting the soldier who had cornered Meryl on the head with one of her real arms.

“Excellent work, puppet~” She cooed, her feet now inches from the ground as she approached Meryl- Taking the knives from some of her extra robotic appendages and placing them into their sheathes. “As for you… You’ve been quite the thorn in our side, haven’t you~” She would ask Meryl, her helmet modifying her voice as she reached out and cupped Meryl’s chin with one of her real limbs as a robotic one took away Meryl’s pistol- “As much as I would love to kill you right now, I think my sisters and I would much rather hear you Roar, Cry, Laugh, and Moan with us before you die~ So, walk~” She’d command, and like a puppet, Meryl would obey. Her body was not listening to her brain anymore as Mantis was now in complete control.

…

A few minutes later, Meryl found herself surrounded. All four Beasts- Laughing Octopus, Raging Raven, Crying Wolf, and Moaning Mantis- As well as a large number of their Frog Soldiers stood in a circle around her. Her body was still under Mantis’ control as she felt her arms begin to move again- Mantis forced Meryl to remove her plate carrier- Tossing it to the floor with a hefty thud, this was followed by her belt and all the pouches that came with it, then the holster on her thigh, her knee pads, her shoes, socks, gloves, and ultimately- her pants. This left nothing of Meryl’s body to the imagination- The form fitting bodysuit that still covered her torso hugged every curve of her form beautifully, and a matching pair of gloves covered her arms from the elbow down. Meryl’s camel-toe was plainly visible for the ones that looked at her crotch as the unitard-like top hugged even that part of her~ Meryl began to blush as the women looked her body up and down- Some of them already beginning to openly touch themselves at just this display of her body.

“What are you waiting for, Sisters~ She is all yours~” Mantis would tell the other girls- To which the Beasts would look at one another, and slowly- Laughing Octopus would slither forward on the Synthetic tentacles attached to her headgear- And two of them would lash out- The tiny pincers on the ends latching onto Meryl’s nipples through the fabric of her suit- Meryl let out a grunt as her nipples were fondled, and Octopus let a small chuckle escape her throat as she began to play with Meryl’s body, normally she would be laughing like a maniac, but in the presence of Mantis, the insanity of the Beasts was at least partially restrained~

The Nanomachines of the Beauties and their Soldiers slowly began to sync up- All of them becoming horny as Octopus started to tease Meryl- All of the Beasts becoming erect under their suits, and the same happening for their Futa soldiers while the women started to get aroused as well, their pussies becoming wet as they watched the display~

Mantis was the first to give in to her urges- As the leader, she could feel all the lust flowing through all of her fellow Beauties, and she happily owned up to her name- Moaning loudly as she freed her cock from her suit and began to Masturbate, her black gloved hand gliding up and down the lightly tanned skin of her cock~

Octopus followed suit, freeing her cock from her suit as well, and without a word, Mantis knew what her Sister wanted- and so she forced Meryl to her knees~

“Hah… Haha… Ahhh~” Octopus would laugh again, her soft chuckle turning into a moan as she became more and more horny- Her pale skinned cock slowly letting the tip emerge from it’s foreskin- A small patch of pristine white hair just barely sticking out of the confines of the suit. Meryl tried to keep her mouth shut as Octopus moved her cock towards her mouth- But of course Mantis forced it open, allowing Octopus to shove her cock into the redhead’s mouth. Being sealed inside that suit all day in a place like this meant that Octopus’ musk was overpowering- The woman’s scent filling Meryl’s nostrils as her maw was filled with cock~ She tried with every fiber of her being to bite down on Octopus’ cock- But she just couldn’t- Mantis’ Puppet-Like control of her body wouldn’t let her move a muscle if Mantis didn’t want her too~ Octopus placed her hands on Meryl’s head, starting to gently hump the girl’s face- Moaning behind her mask between fits of soft laughter- One of the tentacles that was keeping Octopus just barely off the floor slithered between Meryl’s legs- Pulling aside the crotch of the girl’s suit and beginning to stimulate her clitoris just as the others were still doing to Meryl’s nipples~

All around the room, the others were starting to give in to their urges- Raven and Wolf had also begun jerking off- Wolf having to open up her power suit to give herself room to rub her dark skinned cock. The Frogs had also given in to their urges- Many of them jerking off, fingering themselves, or fucking each other as they watched their commanders use the enemy~ But some were going to take it a step further- Walking over to join Octopus~ Mantis and Octopus were quick to adjust their positions to allow the other girls to do as they wanted~ One of Meryl’s hands coming up to jerk off the Trooper on her left- While the other trooped slid under her  and shoved her cock into Meryl’s pussy~

As the three girls raped Meryl, their lust formed a sort of feedback loop with their nanomachines- Making their orgasms build up much faster than normal- Even with Mantis regulating everything~ But they tried their best to hold on as long as they could- The room now filled with moans and Octopus’s laughter- Raven was softly grunting as she waited her turn, and Wolf was softly weeping behind her mask as she jerked her cock, but underneath all the moaning- One would have to be right next to them to hear those noises.

“Haha.. Ha… HAHAHA! Sisters! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum in this bitch’s mouth! Isn’t it funny? How pitiful she looks now while choking on my cock?! Laugh with me! Laugh at this whore as I cum~! Hahaha!” Octopus would cry out- Her tentacles moving around as her humps became even more fervent- Mantis saw what was about to happen- But made no move to stop Octopus from wrapping one of her tentacles around the head of the Trooper Meryl was forced to jerk off- “Haha! Hahaha! FUCKING TAKE IT YOU SLUT! AHAHAHAHA!” Octopus would scream, her signature insane laughter drowning out even the moans of the rest of the soldiers-

CRUNCH!

As Octopus came- Her tentacles contracted- Easily crushing the head of the Frog Trooper into a bloody pulp, the girls death perfectly syncing up with the triple orgasm- And arguably made the ones experienced by Octopus and the trooper using Meryl’s pussy all the more intense~ Meryl’s face was splattered with the blood and cum of the trooper on her left- The two mixing and leaving thin pink trails down the side of her face.  At the same time, Octopus blew her load down Meryl’s throat, the thick hot mixture painting the redhead’s throat in a thick layer of white- Almost matching the color of her pubic hair pressed against her nose- And beneath her, the Frog in her pussy couldn’t help but laugh herself as she pumped her seed into Meryl’s womb~

Slowly but surely, Octopus would pull out of Meryl’s throat- As would the Trooper using Meryl’s pussy~ The one she had been forced to jerk off had long since collapsed next to her- Her body carbonized by the Nanomachines, leaving her corpse to be disposed of by her former comrades. As soon as Meryl was unoccupied, the other two Beauties made their move- Stopping for a moment to look at each other, but they came to an unspoken agreement rather quickly, and Mantis knew what they wanted- and so she forced Meryl to bend over- Wolf walked her quadrupedal power suit over before slipping back inside of it- A hidden appendage that resembled a Canine cock emerging from beneath the suit as Wolf mounted Meryl from behind and shoved the synthetic phallus into the girl’s Ass- Inside the suit, Wolf’s real cock was tucked into an onahole-like opening- Which now mirrored the inside of Meryl’s ass, hugging Wolf’s real cock the same way the genuine article hugged the Canine Cock of the suit~ At the same time, Raven took Octopus’s place in front of Meryl, having to kneel so that she was at head level with the woman- She looked down at Meryl as Mantis forced her mouth open again… In that moment, she felt her rage surge through her- And so she shoved her cock into Meryl’s eye, popping the eyeball with a single thrust! Mantis’ control being the only thing stopping Raven from thrusting all the way into Meryl’s brain! She wasn’t allowed to die. Not yet.

Meryl silently screamed bloody murder as half of her vision was robbed from her- The feeling of Raven’s cock in her eye socket was awful- And as much as she wanted it out, she could do nothing to stop it~ Nor could she stop the Frog Troopers that approached from all sides- The first one- a Woman- Slid underneath Wolf, removing her helmet to lap at the semen the other frog left inside her cunt- Two more futas approached the sides- Despite what happened to the one who did that before, and once again Meryl’s arms moved to jerk their cocks- Mantis’ puppetry was the only thing allowing a position like this to be possible~

The four girls started fucking Meryl’s whole body in a rough sync~ Raven’s thrusts only limited by the fact that Meryl wasnt allowed to die yet, Wolf had no such limitations- The massive canine cock of her power suit filling Meryl’s ass, thrusting all the way in down to the knot before pulling back out to where only the tip was inside Meryl’s ass. Again and again and again~  At the same time- Meryl’s hands gripped the cocks of the soldiers at her sides- Each one thrusting into the tight grip and the slippery fabric of her gloves- The two troopers moaning in sync as Raven let out angry grunts gripping fistfuls of Meryl’s ginger hair as she fucked the enemy’s eye socket~

“FUCK YOU! ENEMY WHORE! IF IT WERE UP TO ME I’D KILL YOU MYSELF!” Raven would roar, her anger boiling over.

“Your fate is sealed… Ahhh~ It’s so sad.” Wolf would lament, still humping Meryl’s ass- The stimulation so good that a moan interrupted her sorrowful comment. All the while, Mantis watched on, moaning loudly as she jerked off with both of her real hands- Watching her sisters manhandle Meryl driving her mad with lust~

She wouldn’t need to wait much longer though~ As the Frogs began to cum- One after the other- The girl eating Meryl’s pussy squirted between Wolf’s legs before collapsing to the floor- Then the two futa Frogs came one after the other, spraying Meryl’s back with semen. These orgasms forced the beauties to climax as well~ Syncing up with the Soldiers closest to them so that Raven filled Meryl’s eye socket with semen at the same time that Wolf knotted the Redhead’s ass, the suit rerouting her cum to spray from the tip of the Canine cock, filling Meryl’s broken ass with semen as well~

As the others backed away from Meryl’s body, Wolf had to wait a few moments for the knot to deflate- Luckily it did so faster than a true wolf’s cock- Or else she’d be stuck for a while. When she finally did however- The Frog Trooper who had eaten Meryl’s  pussy was just beginning to crawl out from under the woman- So when Wolf dismounted- the forelimbs of her suit came down on her arms- crushing them with ease.

“Oh no… You poor thing… So sad…” Wolf would lament- Slowly lifting up one of her forelimbs and pressing down between the Trooper’s tits- She weeped for the Trooper with broken arms beneath her, but kept applying more and more pressure before-

Crunch- CRACK!

Her breastplate shattered- and Wolf’s “foot” crushed the Trooper’s heart- The girl experiencing a deathgasm in the process- Her pussy spraying once again as she died- Her body becoming engulfed in blue flames soon after as her Nanomachines spontaneously combusted~

All of her sisters had their turn- But Mantis wanted them to join her for the grand finale. So Raven and Wolf stayed close- And Octopus approached Meryl once again.

“You fought well, and have suffered as we did~ But your time is over~” Mantis would say, placing the Desert Eagle in Meryl’s hand- One round still ready in its chamber as she forced Meryl to take aim at her own head.

Meryl’s one good eye stood wide open in fear as she felt the cold metal of her own pistol press against her head- She began to hyperventilate as she felt her finger start to pull back- And she shut her eye-

BANG!

The shot rang out through the building- Drowning out the moans of the Frogs as Meryl blew a massive hole in her own head- The bullet even flying onward- Taking the life of another Frog, but the girl came inside of her partner in death, so it wasn't a complete waste~ Meryl was dead, so much of her brain destroyed by the bullet that she didn't even have time to realize she was dead. She fell to the floor for a moment, before Mantis used her other Doll to take control of her corpse~ Then she extended one of the blades on her wrists- And drove in through Meryl’s head perpendicular to the bullet wound- Making holes in the front and back as well~

“Join me sisters~ Let us use this enemy slut one last time~” Mantis would say to the other Beauties, spinning Meryl around to have access to one end of the bullet hole.

And so Raven would stand up on her stilt-like legs, pressing her cock against the hole in the back of Meryl’s head-

Wolf would stand up in her suit her cock entering the other end of the bullet hole from Mantis’-

And Octopus would rise up on her tentacles, mirroring Raven’s position around the floating corpse.

Together, the four “sisters” would thrust into Meryl’s skull all at once~ A rainbow of flesh tones filling the dead American’s gray matter~ Together, they formed a symphony of emotions, Octopus’ laughter, Wolf’s sobbing, Raven’s roars of fury, and loudest of all- Mantis’ moans~ Their rhythm was a mess, their cocks destroying every last part of Meryl’s brain that was still intact after the bullet tore through it. Without Mantis actively manipulating her body, Meryl’s brain sent sporadic signals as it was ravaged, causing the corpse to twitch and spasm violently. The four Beautiful Beasts were fully in sync in that moment- Their trauma fading away for a moment as they enjoyed the pure bliss of the brutal sexual encounter- Their cocks rubbing against one another as they fucked the cranium of the redhead who had evaded them for so long~ All four of them moaned in Sync- Then Mantis felt it~ Her sisters were rapidly approaching orgasm~

“Sisters! Let’s cum together! Moan with me Sisters! Moan harder! Let the Lust fill you to the depths of your soul!” Mantis would command.

“Hahaha! Yes! Sisters! Laugh with me!” Octopus would say.

“I’m sorry~ Im so so sorry~ But your head feels so good~ Cry for her my sisters…” Wolf would add.

“No! Let your fury burn! Roar with me Sisters!” Raven would say

Then, as one, the Four Beauties filled Meryl’s skull with four loads of cum- Octopus laughing her head off, Raven screaming in fury, and Wolf sobbing over the death of Meryl, but all of them joining Mantis as they moaned together from the pleasure of the brainfuck~ The mixed fluids flooded Meryl’s gray matter and quickly began to spill out of every hole they could find, including her destroyed eye socket, some even began to pour from her remaining good eye- Like white tears running down Meryl’s face~ They would remain like that for a moment, all enjoying the warm embrace of Meryl’s brain… Before they came back down to Earth. They dropped the American girl’s corpse, and zipped up their suits.

The beauties would leave Meryl’s body for the Frogs to use as they saw fit- They were needed elsewhere. They had to find Snake. Liquid said so. It would free the Beauties from their Trauma… All they had to do was kill Solid Snake, which would be made all the easier with the Rat Patrol out of the picture~

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Tensions were running high on the Airship… People have been found dead over the past couple of days… There was an Impostor on the loose! They had started with a crew of twelve, but now there were eight, and out of the remaining crewmates- None were more nervous than Pink… She was scared, but Red had reassured her that everything was gonna be fine! She just had to focus on doing her Tasks. Keep the Airship running and everything would be fine! Her eyes looked to the display in the visor of her helmet- Her next task was… Putting away the pistols in the armory! Okay! She could do that one easily! It was a simple Task after all~ She just had to go to the Armory and get to work. As she left the Engine Room, she saw Yellow in the Armory doorway- and stopped short.

“Hey Pink. Here to do your tasks?” Yellow would ask, cocking her head to the side as she looked at her fellow Crewmate.

“Yep! Gotta put away the pistols! What are you doing here, Yellow?” Pink would ask.

“Watching Brown. She had to put away the Rifles. She watched me get scanned in Med Bay. So she knows I’m not the Impostor.” Yellow would explain, gesturing to Brown with her thumb.

“Yep! She’s clean, and so am I~” Brown would say, demonstrating as she picked up the second rifle on the table and took it to its spot on the wall, leaving Yellow and Pink’s line of sight for a moment before returning. “All done~”

“Let's go then. I've gotta download data from the Cargo Bay.” Yellow would say after checking her tasks again.

“Perfect! I’ve gotta empty the trash in the Showers on the way.” Brown would say happily.

“W-wait! Can one of you stay and watch me? Please?” Pink would ask, scared to be alone.

“No can do, Pink. We’re in a time crunch, you know that.” Brown would remind Pink.

“Yeah, sorry. We gotta finish our tasks. Keep yourself safe, alright?” Yellow would say, placing her hand on Pink’s shoulder.

“O-okay. Bye guys…” Pink would say, frowning behind her visor as she watched Brown and Yellow walk away. She was scared, but she just took a deep breath and focused- Everything was gonna be okay!

She walked into the armory, running her fingers across the table where the rifles had been, and made her way down to the table where the pistols were waiting to be put away. She gently picked one up, and walked around the wall, gently setting it in its place on the wall full of weapons, then went back for the next one- She hummed a little tune to keep herself calm as she placed the second pistol on the wall, doing her best to just focus on getting her tasks done. As she went to grab the third pistol- She heard a strange noise- And so she instead grabbed this one the way one would grab a pistol if they wanted to shoot it, but she knew the rules of Gun Safety- And kept her finger off the trigger. She stopped humming and just nervously fast-walked over to the wall, placing the gun in its place before going back for the last pistol.

As she approached the table, there was another strange noise- And Pink kinda panicked- grabbing the pistol hastily and her nerves making her put her finger on the trigger- What if there was an Impostor nearby!? She’d need to defend herself- Were bullets even effective against Impostors!? She started to run over to the wall so she could leave the Armory ASAP- And then, the lights turned off- And in her panic- Pink tripped in the dark room-

Meanwhile, in the Electrical Room- Purple stood over the dead body of Cyan~ Her second mouth on her stomach licked up the blood around itself before sealing back up, seamlessly blending in with the rest of her tummy before she zipped up her suit~ Then she decided to cover her tracks by Sabotaging the lights- And sure enough the Airship went dark as the meal she just finished digested in her stomach.

BANG!

That wasn’t the lights…

“What the fuck was that noise?” Red would ask over the comms, breaking her own radio silence rule. “I’m gonna go fix the lights. Someone go check the armory.”

“I’m in Comms. I’ll go check it out.” Purple would respond.

“Radio Silence, Violet!” Red would snap, cutting off her own end of the conversation.

“It’s Purple, pretentious fucking hypocrite.” Purple would mutter after she cut her connection, hopefully Black- The other Imposter aboard the Airship- would kill that bitch soon.

She may have lied about her location, but she did keep true to her word, walking through the Comms room, into the kitchen, and lastly as she approached the Armory, she sabotaged the other door- Making sure that nobody could enter the room from the Cockpit hallway.

She entered the Armory and was met with… Quite the strange sight~

Pink (she could tell what color the girl’s suit was thanks to her night vision) was laid out on the floor, dead. A pistol in her left hand, and a hole in the side of her head- Her blood and brains spilled all over the floor. Three pistols on the wall meant she was probably doing her task of putting the guns away~ Then when Pink turned off the lights, she must’ve tripped, and since she was so on edge her finger was on the trigger~ The dumb slut blew her own brains out! Purple couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all~

“Couldn’t even wait for me to snuff you? How impatient~” Purple would coo as she looked down at Pink’s corpse. She knelt next to the girl and despite the big fucking hole in her head, decided to check for a pulse. Some Crewmates were resilient like that! Unfortunately for her, Pink was not so tough. Purple took a moment to admire the girl’s body, she was so sexy~ Her petite body squeezed into that Hot Pink space suit~ A totally different type of sexy than Cyan, who had the body of a model cheerleader~ Or Yellow, the busty fucking MILF~ Anyways, Purple mulled over the idea of just eating the poor girl, gently groping Pink’s ass as she bounced the idea around in her head… Then she got a better idea~ Her tummy was full, but she had other needs to attend too~ So she decided to rip open the girl’s suit- Her immense strength allowing her to tear the protect suit open with ease~ Just in time too- Pink’s bladder releasing as soon as her pussy was exposed to the cold air of the ship~ Her piss sprayed out, quickly soaking into the carpet. Purple just watched with a smile as Pink pissed all over the floor like the slut she was~ As the last few droplets of urine dribbled out, the lights came back on! Damn! Red was fast! She’d have to hurry up if she didn't wanna get caught with her pants down (literally).

Purple’s would unzip her suit all the way down to the crotch, freeing her cock- Which started off in the standard human shape most Futa Crewmates had- But it would quickly take the shape Purple truly desired- That of a big, thick horse cock~ Which she would then quickly shove it into Pink’s pussy, the remnants of her pee lubricating the massive intruder enough that it could slide in~ Purple moaned heartily as she sunk her cock into Pink’s pussy, extra glad she sealed that door now~ She humped away at the body, her thighs smacking against Pink’s with each thrust, she could feel her cock pressing into the floor and crashing into Pink’s cervix as she distended Pink’s tummy with her massive cock, if it weren’t so think it might have penetrated her womb directly~

“Yeah~ Take my fucking Stallion Cock you whore~ I bet all the horses on your planet loooooved this tight little pussy of yours just as much as I do~” Purple would say with a chuckle, she had no proof that Pink had ever had sex with a horse before, but the girl had such a fascination with that cartoon about horses that Crewmates love so much- There had to be some connection there!

As she defiled Pink’s cunt, with her cock, her second mouth would open, it’s long tongue emerging and probing the girl’s ass experimentally- Just as Purple expected~ It was clean as a whistle, fitting for a slut like Pink, of course she was into butt stuff~ Welp, if her ghost was watching this, Purple was sure that she’d be turned on as she extended her tongue and let it slither through her anus, she could feel her massive equine cock and her tongue rub against each other as she raped both of Pink’s dead holes, the girl’s petite body being shaken around by the violent double penetration~

“What the hell are you doing?” A voice would ask, and of course Purple knew who it was.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Purple would counter, slurping her tongue back into her mouth before replying to Black’s question.

“I came to check on you. Why are you wasting time raping her?”

“Cuz the dumb slut killed herself. She was like this when I got here!” Purple would explain, gesturing to the gun and the hole in Pink’s head.

“Ugh. Fine. Did you kill anyone else?” Black would ask, crossing her arms.

“Yep~ Cyan in Electrical~ They’ll find her eventually I hope~” Purple would answer. “She was yummy~”

“Fuck you. I wanted to eat her.” Black would say with a frown.

“Ya snooze ya lose~” Purple would counter with a laugh.

“Let me buy you some time…” Black would say, and then an alarm would start blaring across the ship. “I’ve sabotaged the reactor. I’ll vent back to the cockpit and act like I’m going to help. Hurry up.”

“Okay, bossy~ I’ll finish up soon, promise~” Purple would say, before resuming her corpse-fucking session.

“Dibs on Yellow.” Black would say as she walked out of the armory.

“Deal!” Purple would respond before once again shoving her tongue up Pink’s ass~ This time though, she slammed the entire appendage up through Pink’s body- Impaling the girl on her tongue- The tip coming out of her mouth~ “Fuck~ I haven’t done this in forever~ I’m gonna cum inside her so fuckin hard~” Purple thought as she continued to defile Pink’s body~

Purple kept up the pace for as long as she could, she knew that she probably wouldn't get the chance to do this again until the last two Crewmates were the only ones alive- Or just one if Black got herself killed~ As her mind drifted to the thoughts of what the future could hold for her, she felt her balls begin to tense up. She would let out a low, rumbling moan, her eyes fluttering as she began to pump Pink full of her Impostor cum. Pink’s belly inflating as she was pumped full with a seemingly endless stream of the sinful seed~

By the time Purple had finished cumming, the Reactor Alarm had stopped blaring, and Pink’s corpse looked like it was six months pregnant~ How cute~ But now, Purple was hungry again~ She decided she would try to get her hands on Red next. That dumb cunt was a thorn in her side for too long! But first, she had to draw some attention away from herself-

“I found a body! It’s Pink in the Armory! Looks like an accident, but one of the Impostors raped her after!” Purple would say into her mic, putting on her best scared voice- Getting a variety of shocked and scared reactions from the crewmates over the comms.

“Alright everyone. Calm down and head to the meeting room. Five minutes as usual.” Red would say, and so Purple returned her cock to its normal shape, zipped up her suit, and started to make her way to the meeting room. Black would probably be upset for her Self-Reporting, but she’d convince her it was the right idea after they killed all the Crewmates~

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Purah tapped her chin with her flute, tilting her head as she looked at the mangled mannequin in the arms of her newest experiment… Why was this thing still so unpredictable? Surely she’d set all of the parameters correctly… Right?

“Director Purah!” Came the voice of Josha- Purah’s Assistant.

“AH!” Purah would shout, tossing her flute into the air as she spun around- Having been caught completely off guard by Josha’s sudden arrival. “J-Josha!? -Ahem. What are you doing here young lady? How did you even find this place?” Purah would say, pointing at her Underage Apprentice with her flute after picking it up.

“I was bored at Lookout Landing. So I followed you here! I didn’t know you had a secret lab~ With so much old Sheikah Tech too! Does the Princess know about this place?” Josha would ask, beginning to look around at all of Purah’s experimental devices.

“No, and I’d prefer to keep it that way. You and Robbie weren’t supposed to find out about it either.” Purah would say, walking over to where her curious Apprentice was poking around. “Hey! Don’t touch that!” She would say, reaching out and slapping Josha’s hand away from one of her creations.

“Ouch! C’mon director! I can be helpful! I promise!” Josha would insist.

“You’re supposed to be helpful by helping Linky investigate the Depths. With the Gloom gone, who knows what Linky might find.” Purah would explain, crossing her arms.

“But there's been no new developments from the Depths since Link defeated Ganondorf!” Josha would counter.

“Josha. Please. This is supposed to be my secret, personal lab. Please just go.” The woman would say, pinching her nose.

“But… C’mon director! What are you working on right now? I can help you! I promise!” Josha would plead, grabbing Purah’s other hand.

That question made Purah’s mind flash back to her most recent creation… And the idea of having Josha strapped into it… Her tiny body would be no match for the machine if it went haywire but… That just gave Purah more of a reason to get it right this time!

“Ugh…” She would sigh, defeated. “... Fine. But you’ll have to wait while I recalibrate it. I don’t want you to get hurt trying to help me.” Purah would say, gesturing to the machine behind her, and the mangled mannequin still in its grasp.

“Okay!” Josha would say, going from distressed to ecstatic in a heartbeat.

“Just… Be a good girl and don’t touch anything while I adjust it. Okay?” Purah would say, getting a nod from her eager Apprentice.

With that, Purah would walk back over to the Sheikah terminal which controlled the device, and slowly begin to input the sequence she needed to return it to its idle state. Slowly but surely the ancient tech claws would release the fake person from its grasp, unclenching, and beginning to retract into the platform they sprouted from. Once it was back to idle, Purah would direct Josha-

“Go move the mannequin pieces off of the platform, please.” She would order, and Josha would quickly oblige, hopping up from her chair and running over to the platform and clearing out the broken pieces. Once the platform was clear and Josha was out of the way, Purah would stretch her fingers, and swap her glasses out for her goggles, smiling before her hands started to fly across the terminal, making rapid adjustments to the machine.

Josha watched Purah work with stars in her eyes. The child had never seen Purah working with Ancient Sheikah tech like this up close before, so watching how easily she bent the archaic device to her will was… Inspiring honestly!

After a few solid minutes of making adjustments. Purah would look over to Josha and nod. “Alright. Get on the platform and raise your arms.”

“Okay!” Josha would say, running over to the platform and placing her hands on her hips, smiling at Purah.

“Arms. Up.” Purah would remind, issuing commands to the machine via the terminal.

“Oh- Right!” Josha would say, raising her arms to the sky.

Once she did, the Machine started to move, four Guardian tendrils would snake out of the holes in the platform. Josha’s smile would fade slightly as the claws at the end of the tendrils lined up with her wrists and ankles-

“EEP!” She would squeak as the tendrils latched onto her tiny extremities, lifting her into the air. “D-Director!”

“Don’t worry, Josha. It’s working as intended.” Purah would reassure, waving away her Assistant’s concern.

“O-okay!”

“How is the grip on your wrists? Too tight?” Purah would ask. “Be honest with me.”

“It's fine. I guess? It’s gripping down, but it doesn't hurt or anything.” Josha would say.

“Try to wiggle out of their grip.” Purah commands, her goggles field of vision narrowing on Josha and the machine.

“Y-yes ma’am!” The young girl would reply, pulling on her limbs and doing her best to break free. As Purah expected, eventually Josha managed to pull one of her wrists from the Machine’s grasp- Sure, the appendage quickly latched back on soon after- But it meant Purah needed to adjust the grip.

“Okay. Good work, stop moving. Now, tell me if it starts to hurt.” She would say, slowly starting to increase the force exerted by the claws- A few seconds would pass before-

“Stop stop stop!” Josha would say, and Purah would back off just a little.

“Does it hurt now?”

“Not anymore. Aside from being a little sore.” Josha would answer.

“Try to break out again.”

And so Josha would start thrashing in her restraints again, but this time she couldn't break free!

“Excellent work. You can stop now. Now for the fun part~” Purah would say with a smile, beginning to input more complex commands to the machine- Leading to Josha getting spun around, arranged at different angles, and generally just moved around. Some of the poses were… Rather compromising- But unbeknownst to Purah’s Underage Assistant- that was entirely the point.

Once Purah had tested and properly set parameters for the speed at which the arms would move the person in their grasp, she made them retract and put Josha back on the ground where she had started.

“H-Hey- Is something wrong, Director?” Josha would ask.

“Nope. That’s all I needed you to test.” Purah would say, pulling her goggles off her eyes.

“Whaaaaat? Don’t lie to me, Director! I know there is more to this machine than that!” Josha would accuse, pointing at Purah, who would nod her head as she placed her goggles back atop her head.

“Correct. But that part isn’t suitable for someone your age. It’s adult stuff.” Purah would explain, putting her glasses back on.

“I am an adult!” Josha would counter.

“No, Josha, you’re not.” Purah would counter right back, crossing her arms.

“C’mon Director! Please!” Josha would beg, clasping her hands together and giving Purah the puppy dog eyes.

And that’s when Purah’s cock decided to do the thinking for her- Imagining little Josha, restrained by her machine, getting her mind blown by her first ever orgasm, and by a machine built by Purah no less! She tried to erase the thought from her mind- Josha was too young! And the machine was too unsafe! … But then again, that made it all the more exciting didn’t it? She’d have to monitor the machine on the fly, make sure it didn’t hurt Josha… or worse.

“Fuck… Fine! But you gotta agree that you’ll NEVER EVER tell anyone else about this. Okay?” Purah would say, her cock hardening in her pants as she made the deal with the child.

“Hooray!” Josha would say, pumping her fists into the air.

“First step, take off your clothes.”

“Huh?” Josha would say, her enthusiasm popping like a bubble as Purah told her what she needed to do.

“Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Unless you’re too scared to do the test~” Purah would tease, maybe she’d get Josha to back down after all~

“Um… Alright!” Of course not… Josha was eager as always…

Josha swallowed her pride and started to undress, stepping out of her sandals and tossing them off the platform, before removing her socks and her gloves. Tossing those aside as well, she really had to prepare herself as she undid the belt holding her top closed and then shrugged off her jacket. Then she removed her shirt, and finally her pants. Leaving the girl in her thin, but modest Sheikah underwear.

“All of your clothes, Josha.” Purah would say again.

Josha’s face was already red, but to say her blush grew as Purah announced that she needed to be naked was an understatement. She did as she was told, taking off her bra, and shimmying her panties down her legs. Covering her shame as she stood naked before her mentor.

“Alright. Assume the position.” Purah would say, replacing her glasses with her goggles once again.

“The position?” Josha would ask, hoping Purah didn’t-

“Arms up.” Purah explained, to which Josha gulped, and she slowly complied, revealing her tiny, naked body to Purah, the older woman’s goggles zooming in on her little body with intrigue. Purah couldn’t help but bite her lip as she stared at Josha’s prepubescent body~ “Here goes nothing~ Check it~” Purah would say, this time just pressing a single button. The arms came out and immediately located and latched onto Josha’s wrists and ankles once again. Lifting her up off the ground with ease. “Let's start small~” Purah would think as she input a new command for the Machine. A strange apparatus would emerge from another hole in the machine- And then in a glimmer of blue light- A cock like shape made of hard-light would form! Purah knew that part worked at least~ She had built a hard-light sex toy before, she wanted to adapt into a fuck machine now~

“D-director!? What’s that?!” Josha would ask.

“That’s a Lizalfos penis, my dear~” Purah would explain. Link had done a LOT of research on the subject to make sure Purah’s recreation was just right~

“A… Monster’s… Thingy?” Josha would ask, her shock quickly replaced with excitement, her tiny heart was beating a mile a minute, but things were just getting started~

“Here we go~” Purah would say, directing the cock to penetrate her Assistant, and the machine complied, beginning to slowly penetrate Josha~

“O-ow- Director… It hurts!” Josha would complain as soon as the head was inside of her.

“I know Josha, but this is what you wanted~ Bear with it~ You’re a big girl, right?” Purah would tease, leaning against her desk as she watched her creation rob Josha of her virginity. It was almost like she was the one taking it, in a sense~

“Ouch… No. I’m a big girl! I can take it!” Josha would groan, gritting her teeth and fighting through the pain, even as the projection ripped right through her hymen, blood starting to run down between her legs and drip onto the platform below.

“Good girl~ Alright. Now for the next one~” Purah would say. “If she struggled with a Lizalfos, this one isn't gonna go well.” Purah would think to herself as she watched the glowing blue reptilian phallus pull out of her Underage Assistant. She would then hit a few buttons, and the shape would change- It was… More Human now, but still noticeably… Off, and while it wasn't much longer, it was a decent bit thicker this time around~ “This one is based off of a Bokoblin~” Purah would say, before reinitializing the machine~

Josha on the other hand was at a loss for words- That’s what a Bokoblin’s thing looked like??? Why did it look so… Yummy? She felt it press against her hole- Which was only able to offer a little resistance before the wetness and the blood allowed the intruder to slip right in~

Purah… Couldn’t help it anymore. She started to gently rub herself through her skin tight crimson bodysuit. Her cock was rock hard from watching her machine violate her Assistant~ She would increase the speed at which the machine fucked Josha, her breathing becoming labored, and even fogging up a bit as she watched it work. Josha writhing in her restraints as the machine held her aloft and continued to violate her~

She made it pull out once again- And the cock would once again change- Easily doubling in length and its girth widening even further. “Lets see you try a Moblin on for size~” Purah would say, having to stop herself from moaning- She didn’t want Josha to realize she was getting off on this. It was just cuz of her sexy machine, right?

Either way, this cock actually had some trouble fitting inside of Josha… Luckily Purah had a solution to this~ She would tap the terminal before her a few times- It was mostly meant for the final two cocks- But it should work for this one to~ Another pair of guardian claws would rise from the platform, and spread Josha’s tight little cunny open further- And allow the Moblin cock to thrust into her- Making a noticeable bulge in her tummy as it filled her up.

That almost broke Purah right then and there, and she was just watching. She wanted to pull her cock out and start masturbating right then and there, but she restrained herself. Stay professional, Purah! It’s just an experiment after all! You’ve gotta stay focused!

“D-director… It… agh… Hurts!” Josha would groan, her little hole stretched beyond its limit by this massive cock. There were tears running down her face, and her tummy was distended horribly by each inward thrust… But at the same time… It felt so good~ Even the pain was starting to feel good for the little lady strapped into the machine.

It pulled out one more time- And Purah was quick to crank it up to the second-to-last setting- Watching the hard light projection shift again- Taking the form of an oversized Equine cock- The type that could be found under a Lynel~ She was still so surprised when Link returned that data~ To think the Hero of Hyrule took that massive beast inside of him~ The idea of one of those monster’s fucking the Hero into oblivion made Purah’s legs weak~

“W-w-wait! Director! I don’t think that's gonna fit!” Josha would say, her eyes wide as she looked at the massive member, trying to push away, but of course her restraints moved with her, so her body didn’t move an inch.

“Shut up~” Purah would whisper, activating the machine… A little too hard for Josha. The first thrust punched right through any resistance the little girl’s cunny could offer- Filling her to the brim and then some- Her psyche shattering in a split second. She ground her teeth together, clenched her fists, foamed at the mouth, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her brain tried in vain to process this feeling. To say she was “Full” would be an understatement, but it wasn’t over yet~  Purah cranked up the speed, and it started to fuck Josha at a breakneck pace! Her underdeveloped body jiggling adorably as the machine destroyed her~

Purah was barely able to hold herself back at this point, she wanted to rip open her bodysuit and free her cock. It was harder than it had ever been before- Throbbed inside the latex prison of her pants. The once cool air of the cave was rapidly heating up as Josha got violated~ She no longer cared what happened, she just wanted her machine to achieve its maximum output, and to watch it stretch her Underage Assistant to the max~ She cranked the settings higher and higher, demanding increased power from the machine, more and more and more and more and-

PCHEW!

Purah was blinded by a flash of light, and her nostrils were assaulted by the smell of burning… She removed her goggles and rapidly blinked to correct her vision- And she saw what she had done- Josha was still held aloft by the machine- But the cock had disappeared, the arm that normally emitted it was snapped in half, and the emitter itself was smoking- As were Josha’s pussy… And the top of her head~ Purah took in the sight with a shocked expression… And then came all over herself~ Filling her crimson bodysuit with cum as she looked at the dead body of her Student.

Purah couldn’t lie to herself anymore~ She was a pedophile, and a necrophile at that~ She had gotten hard seeing Link on death’s door back during the Calamity, but taking someone’s life for herself hit in an entirely different way~

She would release the machine- Her Student’s body hitting the floor with a thud, laying motionless on the platform she had so eagerly helped test~ Purah ripped open her suit as she walked over to the corpse- Exposing her still raging hard cock- And then she would take her place over Josha’s head~

“Oh Goddesses, forgive me~ I can’t help myself~ I need this~” Purah would groan, finally burying her cock into one of her Assistant’s eye sockets- Her eyes were so big, so bright, the fact that Purah drained that light from them, and was now crushing it with her cock only made her harder~

She wasn't able to hold back as she desperately humped Josha’s underage eye socket~ Her own eyes rolling back in sexual euphoria as she could no longer hold herself back, biting her lip-

“Fuck! Josha! I’m sorry, I’m sorry~ I hope you forgive me~ You just feel so FUCKING GOOD!” She’d scream, finally burying herself balls deep in the head of the child underneath her. She came harder than she had ever cum before~ Even all the times she had sex before perfecting her Anti-Aging rune couldn't compare to this! Link’s cute trans masc cunt? Zelda’s royal pussy? Neither of those holes could match the skull of her once promising Apprentice!

She stayed buried inside the skull for a long time before finally pulling out, flopping onto the platform next to her Student’s corpse. Her cock and pelvis as a whole coated in blood, but she didn’t care~ She HAD to tell the Princess and the Hero about this~ Surely they’d love it if she showed them what it could do~ She’d just have to fix it… And find another sacrifice~ One with a cock this time so the Princess and her Knight could get some use of the brat~ She’d have to figure that out, and fast! … She also figured she’d look into ways of keeping Josha’s corpse fresh… Maybe she’d prioritize that instead~

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Purah tapped her chin with her flute, tilting her head as she looked at the mangled mannequin in the arms of her newest experiment… Why was this thing still so unpredictable? Surely she’d set all of the parameters correctly… Right?

“Director Purah!” Came the voice of Josha- Purah’s Assistant.

“AH!” Purah would shout, tossing her flute into the air as she spun around- Having been caught completely off guard by Josha’s sudden arrival. “J-Josha!? -Ahem. What are you doing here young lady? How did you even find this place?” Purah would say, pointing at her Apprentice with her flute after picking it up.

“I was bored at Lookout Landing. So I followed you here! I didn’t know you had a secret lab~ With so much old Sheikah Tech too! Does the Princess know about this place?” Josha would ask, beginning to look around at all of Purah’s experimental devices.

“No, and I’d prefer to keep it that way. You and Robbie weren’t supposed to find out about it either.” Purah would say, walking over to where her curious Apprentice was poking around. “Hey! Don’t touch that!” She would say, reaching out and slapping Josha’s hand away from one of her creations.

“Ouch! C’mon director! I can be helpful! I promise!” Josha would insist.

“You’re supposed to be helpful by helping Linky investigate the Depths. With the Gloom gone, who knows what Linky might find.” Purah would explain, crossing her arms.

“But there's been no new developments from the Depths since Link defeated Ganondorf!” Josha would counter.

“Josha. Please. This is supposed to be my secret, personal lab. Please just go.” The woman would say, pinching her nose.

“But… C’mon director! What are you working on right now? I can help you! I promise!” Josha would plead, grabbing Purah’s other hand.

That question made Purah’s mind flash back to her most recent creation… And the idea of having Josha strapped into it… Her body would be no match for the machine if it went haywire but… That just gave Purah more of a reason to get it right this time!

“Ugh…” She would sigh, defeated. “... Fine. But you’ll have to wait while I recalibrate it. I don’t want you to get hurt trying to help me.” Purah would say, gesturing to the machine behind her, and the mangled mannequin still in its grasp.

“Okay!” Josha would say, going from distressed to ecstatic in a heartbeat.

“Just… Keep your hands to yourself and don’t touch anything while I adjust it. Okay?” Purah would say, getting a nod from her eager Apprentice.

With that, Purah would walk back over to the Sheikah terminal which controlled the device, and slowly begin to input the sequence she needed to return it to its idle state. Slowly but surely the ancient tech claws would release the fake person from its grasp, unclenching, and beginning to retract into the platform they sprouted from. Once it was back to idle, Purah would direct Josha-

“Go move the mannequin pieces off of the platform, please.” She would order, and Josha would quickly oblige, hopping up from her chair and running over to the platform and clearing out the broken pieces. Once the platform was clear and Josha was out of the way, Purah would stretch her fingers, and swap her glasses out for her goggles, smiling before her hands started to fly across the terminal, making rapid adjustments to the machine.

Josha watched Purah work with stars in her eyes. The girl had never seen Purah working with Ancient Sheikah tech like this up close before, so watching how easily she bent the archaic device to her will was… Inspiring honestly!

After a few solid minutes of making adjustments. Purah would look over to Josha and nod. “Alright. Get on the platform and raise your arms.”

“Okay!” Josha would say, running over to the platform and placing her hands on her hips, smiling at Purah.

“Arms. Up.” Purah would remind, issuing commands to the machine via the terminal.

“Oh- Right!” Josha would say, raising her arms to the sky.

Once she did, the Machine started to move, four Guardian tendrils would snake out of the holes in the platform. Josha’s smile would fade slightly as the claws at the end of the tendrils lined up with her wrists and ankles-

“EEP!” She would squeak as the tendrils latched onto her extremities, lifting her into the air. “D-Director!”

“Don’t worry, Josha. It’s working as intended.” Purah would reassure, waving away her Assistant’s concern.

“O-okay!”

“How is the grip on your wrists? Too tight?” Purah would ask. “Be honest with me.”

“It's fine. I guess? It’s gripping down, but it doesn't hurt or anything.” Josha would say.

“Try to wiggle out of their grip.” Purah commands, her goggles field of vision narrowing on Josha and the machine.

“Y-yes ma’am!” The young girl would reply, pulling on her limbs and doing her best to break free. As Purah expected, eventually Josha managed to pull one of her wrists from the Machine’s grasp- Sure, the appendage quickly latched back on soon after- But it meant Purah needed to adjust the grip.

“Okay. Good work, stop moving. Now, tell me if it starts to hurt.” She would say, slowly starting to increase the force exerted by the claws- A few seconds would pass before-

“Stop stop stop!” Josha would say, and Purah would back off just a little.

“Does it hurt now?”

“Not anymore. Aside from being a little sore.” Josha would answer.

“Try to break out again.”

And so Josha would start thrashing in her restraints again, but this time she couldn't break free!

“Excellent work. You can stop now. Now for the fun part~” Purah would say with a smile, beginning to input more complex commands to the machine- Leading to Josha getting spun around, arranged at different angles, and generally just moved around. Some of the poses were… Rather compromising- But unbeknownst to Purah’s Assistant- that was entirely the point.

Once Purah had tested and properly set parameters for the speed at which the arms would move the person in their grasp, she made them retract and put Josha back on the ground where she had started.

“H-Hey- Is something wrong, Director?” Josha would ask.

“Nope. That’s all I needed you to test.” Purah would say, pulling her goggles off her eyes.

“Whaaaaat? Don’t lie to me, Director! I know there is more to this machine than that!” Josha would accuse, pointing at Purah, who would nod her head as she placed her goggles back atop her head.

“Correct. But I don’t think you’re the right person to test this on. It’s adult stuff.” Purah would explain, putting her glasses back on.

“I am an adult!” Josha would counter.

“Josha, you’ve been an adult for… What? Six months? Less?” Purah would counter right back at the eighteen year old girl, crossing her arms.

“C’mon Director! Please!” Josha would beg, clasping her hands together and giving Purah the puppy dog eyes.

And that’s when Purah’s cock decided to do the thinking for her- Imagining the barely legal Josha, restrained by her machine, getting her mind blown by her first ever orgasm, and by a machine built by Purah no less! She tried to erase the thought from her mind- Josha was still a virgin! And the machine was too unsafe! … But then again, that made it all the more exciting didn’t it? She’d have to monitor the machine on the fly, make sure it didn’t hurt Josha… or worse.

“Fuck… Fine! But you gotta agree that you won’t tell anyone else about this. Okay?” Purah would say, her cock hardening in her shorts as she made the deal with the child.

“Hooray!” Josha would say, pumping her fists into the air.

“First step, take off your clothes.”

“Huh?” Josha would say, her enthusiasm popping like a bubble as Purah told her what she needed to do.

“Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Unless you’re too scared to do the test~” Purah would tease, maybe she’d get Josha to back down after all~

“Um… Alright!” Of course not… Josha was eager as always…

Josha swallowed her pride and started to undress, stepping out of her sandals and tossing them off the platform, before removing her socks and her gloves. Tossing those aside as well, she really had to prepare herself as she undid the belt holding her top closed and then shrugged off her jacket. Then she removed her shirt, and finally her pants. Leaving the girl in her thin, but modest Sheikah underwear.

“All of your clothes, Josha.” Purah would say again.

Josha’s face was already red, but to say her blush grew as Purah announced that she needed to be naked was an understatement. She did as she was told, taking off her bra, and shimmying her panties down her legs. Covering her shame as she stood naked before her mentor.

“Alright. Assume the position.” Purah would say, replacing her glasses with her goggles once again.

“The position?” Josha would ask, hoping Purah didn’t-

“Arms up.” Purah explained, to which Josha gulped, and she slowly complied, revealing her petite naked body to Purah, the older woman’s goggles zooming in on her with intrigue. Purah couldn’t help but bite her lip as she stared at Josha’s petite body~ “Here goes nothing~ Check it~” Purah would say, this time just pressing a single button. The arms came out and immediately located and latched onto Josha’s wrists and ankles once again. Lifting her up off the ground with ease. “Let's start small~” Purah would think as she input a new command for the Machine. A strange apparatus would emerge from another hole in the machine- And then in a glimmer of blue light- A cock like shape made of hard-light would form! Purah knew that part worked at least~ She had built a hard-light sex toy before, she wanted to adapt into a fuck machine now~

“D-director!? What’s that?!” Josha would ask.

“That’s a Lizalfos penis, my dear~” Purah would explain. Link had done a LOT of research on the subject to make sure Purah’s recreation was just right~

“A… Monster’s Penis?” Josha would ask, her shock quickly replaced with excitement, her heart was beating a mile a minute, but things were just getting started~

“Here we go, Josha~” Purah would say, directing the cock to penetrate her Assistant, and the machine complied, beginning to slowly penetrate Josha~

“O-ow- Director… It hurts!” Josha would complain as soon as the head was inside of her.

“I know Josha, but this is what you wanted~ Bear with it~ You wanted to help me test it, right?” Purah would tease, leaning against her desk as she watched her creation rob Josha of her virginity. It was almost like she was the one taking it, in a sense~

“Ouch… No! I can take it!” Josha would groan, gritting her teeth and fighting through the pain, even as the projection ripped right through her hymen, blood starting to run down between her legs and drip onto the platform below.

“Good girl~ Alright. Now for the next one~” Purah would say. “If she struggled with a Lizalfos, this one isn't gonna go well.” Purah would think to herself as she watched the glowing blue reptilian phallus pull out of her Assistant. She would then hit a few buttons, and the shape would change- It was… More Human now, but still noticeably… Off, and while it wasn't much longer, it was a decent bit thicker this time around~ “This one is based off of a Bokoblin~” Purah would say, before reinitializing the machine~

Josha on the other hand was at a loss for words- That’s what a Bokoblin’s thing looked like??? Why did it look so… Yummy? She felt it press against her hole- Which was only able to offer a littler resistance before the wetness and the blood allowed the intruder to slip right in~

Purah… Couldn’t help it anymore. She started to gently rub herself through her skin tight crimson bodysuit. Her cock was rock hard from watching her machine violate her Assistant~ She would increase the speed at which the machine fucked Josha, her breathing becoming labored, and even fogging up a bit as she watched it work. Josha writhing in her restraints as the machine held her aloft and continued to violate her~

She made it pull out once again- And the cock would once again change- Easily doubling in length and its girth widening even further. “Lets see you try a Moblin on for size~” Purah would say, having to stop herself from moaning- She didn’t want Josha to realize she was getting off on this.

Either way, this cock actually had some trouble fitting inside of Josha… Luckily Purah had a solution to this~ She would tap the terminal before her a few times- It was mostly meant for the final two cocks- But it should work for this one to~ Another pair of guardian claws would rise from the platform, and spread Josha’s recently deflowered pussy open further- And allow the Moblin cock to thrust into her- Making a noticeable bulge in her tummy as it filled her up.

That almost broke Purah right then and there, and she was just watching. She wanted to pull her cock out and start masturbating right then and there, but she restrained herself. Stay professional, Purah! It’s just an experiment after all! You’ve gotta stay focused!

“D-director… It… agh… Hurts!” Josha would groan, her inexperienced hole stretched beyond its limit by this massive cock. There were tears running down her face, and her tummy was distended slightly by each inward thrust… But at the same time… It felt so good~ Even the pain was starting to feel good for the barely legal girl strapped into the machine.

It pulled out one more time- And Purah was quick to crank it up to the second-to-last setting- Watching the hard light projection shift again- Taking the form of an oversized Equine cock- The type that could be found under a Lynel~ She was still so surprised when Link returned that data~ To think the Hero of Hyrule took that massive beast inside of him~ The idea of one of those monster’s fucking the Hero into oblivion made Purah’s legs weak~

“W-w-wait! Director! I don’t think that's gonna fit!” Josha would say, her eyes wide as she looked at the massive member, trying to push away, but of course her restraints moved with her, so her body didn’t move an inch.

“Shut up~” Purah would whisper, activating the machine… A little too hard for Josha. The first thrust punched right through any resistance her Assistant’s pussy could offer- Filling her to the brim and then some- Her psyche shattering in a split second. She ground her teeth together, clenched her fists, foamed at the mouth, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her brain tried in vain to process this feeling. To say she was “Full” would be an understatement, but it wasn’t over yet~  Purah cranked up the speed, and it started to fuck Josha at a breakneck pace! Her petite breasts and perky ass jiggling adorably as the machine destroyed her~

Purah was barely able to hold herself back at this point, she wanted to rip open her bodysuit and free her cock. It was harder than it had ever been before- Throbbed inside the latex prison of her pants. The once cool air of the cave was rapidly heating up as Josha got violated~ She no longer cared what happened, she just wanted her machine to achieve its maximum output, and to watch it stretch her Assistant to the max~ She cranked the settings higher and higher, demanding increased power from the machine, more and more and more and more and-

PCHEW!

Purah was blinded by a flash of light, and her nostrils were assaulted by the smell of burning… She removed her goggles and rapidly blinked to correct her vision- And she saw what she had done- Josha was still held aloft by the machine- But the cock had disappeared, the arm that normally emitted it was snapped in half, and the emitter itself was smoking- As were Josha’s pussy… And the top of her head~ Purah took in the sight with a shocked expression… And then came all over herself~ Filling her crimson bodysuit with cum as she looked at the dead body of her Assistant.

Purah couldn’t lie to herself in that moment- She was a necrophile~ She had gotten hard seeing Link on death’s door back during the Calamity, but taking someone’s life for herself hit in an entirely different way~

She would release the machine- Her Assistant’s body hitting the floor with a thud, laying motionless on the platform she had so eagerly helped test~ Purah ripped open her suit as she walked over to the corpse- Exposing her still raging hard cock- And then she would take her place over Josha’s head~

“Oh Goddesses, forgive me~ I can’t help myself~ I need this~” Purah would groan, finally burying her cock into one of her Assistant’s eye sockets- Her eyes were so big, so bright, the fact that Purah drained that light from them, and was now crushing it with her cock only made her harder~

She wasn't able to hold back as she desperately humped Josha’s eye socket~ Her own eyes rolling back in sexual euphoria as she could no longer hold herself back, biting her lip-

“Fuck! Josha! I’m sorry, I’m sorry~ I hope you forgive me~ You just feel so FUCKING GOOD!” She’d scream, finally burying herself balls deep in the head of the dead girl underneath her. She came harder than she had ever cum before~ Even all the times she had sex before couldn't compare to this! Link’s cute little trans cunt? Zelda’s royal pussy? Neither of those holes could match the skull of her once promising Apprentice!

She stayed buried inside the skull for a long time before finally pulling out, flopping onto the platform next to her Assistant's corpse. Her cock and pelvis as a whole coated in blood, but she didn’t care~ She HAD to tell the Princess and the Hero about this~ Surely they’d love it if she showed them what it could do~ She’d just have to fix it… And find another sacrifice~ One with a cock this time so the Princess and her Knight could get some use out of the dead person~ She’d have to figure that out, and fast! … She also figured she’d look into ways of keeping Josha’s corpse fresh… Maybe she’d prioritize that instead~

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A gong-like noise resonated across the area as the Artificer placed a Lunar Coin atop the head of the strange statue she had found high above the combat area. Then she would close her eyes and let herself fall backwards, doing a backflip before kicking on the thrusters of her jetpack. She smiled beneath her helmet as she drifted back to the ground level of Rallypoint Delta, now… Where was that large chest she had seen earlier…

But then the ground began to rumble, the once cold gray sky turning a dark purple, not unlike the Void- And then it emerged- It looked exactly like Artificer- But- How could that be? She was the only one of her kind the High Court sent here- Why was-

FWOOSH!

Artificer just barely managed to deactivate her thrusters- Dropping fast enough to avoid the fireball that had been flung in her direction- She finally touched back down, and immediately took off again- Her jetpack kicking up snow in her wake as this mysterious individual gave chase! She would spin around and hurl all four of her own fireballs at this mysterious individual- But then her scanner was able to properly identify the target-

It was… Her? Or at least something almost identical to her- Even down to the smallest of details, but having an origin of Petrichor V- Not her homeworld, but this hell world she was trapped on!Her doppelganger took all of the fireballs directly and kept flying at her- Barely phased by the attacks- So she charged her Nano-Bomb- Flinging it at the Clone- Only for it to do the same- The two orbs of concentrated electricity slamming into one another in mid-air, exploding on contact with each other. She spun back around and slid down a slope, the copy deciding to take the safer path down after flinging a trio of fireballs at her- Which she narrowly managed to avoid.

She tried to contact one of the other Survivors- She had landed alongside the Huntress and the Loader earlier- And met up with the Engineer and the Captain in the swamp- But in this snowy debris field, she couldn’t establish contact with anyone! She took cover behind a cargo crate, and carefully considered her options. This clone of her was clearly hostile, and far more resilient than she was- But if it was made by the planet… Was it as smart as her? She doubted it. That had to be the one advantage she had over it. If it was an exact duplicate, even down to the items she had picked up since landing, then she’d have quite the deadly adversary to deal with!

She moved out from under the cargo containers she had taken cover under, and blasted into the Air with Ion Surge again- Quickly looking around for her Doppelganger- But she couldn’t see it- Her own armor blending in too well with the snow. Then it took a few shots at her- A barrage of fireballs zooming right past her- Its mistake! She would lock onto its position and channel the power of ice, casting Snapfreeze! And sure enough, it worked! Freezing her opponent solid! It wouldn’t last forever, but it gave some time! She dropped back down, kicking her thrusters on just before she would touch down to not break her legs. She surveyed her surroundings- Looking for something that would give her an upper hand- Aha! An equipment barrel! She dashed over to it and paid the fee to open it up- The container hissing as it popped open- Revealing the contents to be- A Royal Capacitor! Perfect! She had to discard that strange bottle she had picked up from the Newt- All the better, that elixir was more trouble than it was worth! She spun around just in time as her doppelganger rounded the corner. Now she just had to wear them down!

She launched a barrage of fireballs again- Flinging four at her opponent. Lacking survival instincts, it simply charged right through them! It fired back soon after, delaying its shots more than she had, but she avoided them- Waiting for it to get close before casting Ion Surge again right as it closed the gap on her! The pulse of electricity stunned the clone, allowing her to follow up by dropping a Nano-Bomb on its head! She cast Snapfreeze once again, before landing, waiting for the doppelganger to break free before pummeling it with another barrage of fireballs from her gauntlet- And finally, she fired the Capacitor she had just picked up- A lightning bolt falling from the sky, and hitting her doppelganger directly- Her skeleton visible through her skin and even her suit for a second as she was forced to stop in her tracks, her muscles tending and spasming a bit before she finally fell limp, lying in the snow. Much to Artificer’s chagrin, it also dropped another Old Guillotine~ Those had served her well so far~

Unlike all the other monsters she had defeated so far, the Doppelganger did not begin to fade away as soon as it was dead. So she took the time to investigate, rolling the dead version of her over with her foot, she examined the corpse- The suit was… The exact same as hers. Just like her HUD had said… And even the vital signs matched hers, well… Prior to the lightning strike, obviously. Then she noticed the cloth draped between its thighs was tented- And when she brushed it aside, she saw what she had expected- The copy of her had a raging erection, and she soon started to feel one growing between her own legs as well~

And so she would roll her dead clone over, and flip over the opposite side of the cloth that had revealed the erection to her and- After a bit of difficulty- Rip open the suit of her clone, leaving its rather plentiful ass to emerge from the newly formed hole… Was her ass really this big? Regardless- She then took off her own belt and opened up the crotch of her own suit- Her cock now exposed to the ice cold environment she found herself in.

Was she really about to do this? Yes! It’s not every day you get to have sex with a perfect clone of yourself- Even if said clone is dead. This was valuable data she needed to record, of course! She got her doppelganger up onto its knees, its front half still lying in the snow as she tucked into its asshole~ Letting out a soft moan as the still-warm innards of the corpse hugged her cock and shielded it from the cold~ She slowly began to hump the corpse of her Doppelganger, feeling its perfect reflection of her own ass squeezing her member like a vice~ She had been worried before, but now she was actually glad that she had no comrades here with her, or else they might want to share the corpse with her, at least the Engineer and Loader certainly would’ve. Having made passing remarks about her lovely body before~

She gripped the Clone’s ass cheeks in her hands, squeezing the supple flesh and kneading it as her humping grew more desperate, more erratic, her cock begging for release~ She hadn’t orgasmed since she left her home planet, so of course she was pent up~ Her species always had a high sex drive anyways. If she met up with the other women, perhaps she’d ask to spend some time alone in a cave with them~ Huntress’ body was just as… Well defined as her own, after all, even if the red-armored girl was likely far bustier under that breastplate.

Her gloved hands squeezed the ass of the corpse tighter and tighter, her breathing became labored as she doubled over, wrapping her arms around the waist of her clone, and desperately plapping away at its ass with ever increasing fervor. Soon enough, she would feel her balls clench, and moan heavily as she pumped the perfect copy of her own ass full of spunk. Regardless of her orgasm, she kept humping, enjoying the sound her thighs met upon meeting their perfect copy~ She could get addicted to this type of thing~ She’d need to find the source of this Doppelganger and… See if she could make it portable, and on command, and render it non hostile. Just a perfect copy of oneself to freely use as one sees fit~

Shaking her head clear of ideas for future research, she checked the time on her heads-up display… She had time to spare, and so she would continue using the corpse~ Pulling out of it’s ass, she was pleasantly surprised to see it was clean~ She would then angle it to invade the copy’s reproductive opening- Or, as a Human would say- its Pussy, at least that was their slang word for it. She would slide her cock into the cunt of her clone, moaning aloud at the feeling of her cock once again being embraced by the corpse. It was still pleasantly moist, which was a nice surprise~ Perhaps something about her Doppelganger's biology made it aroused by pain? She was unsure.

She was still doubled over the body of her counterpart as she slowly started fucking its pussy- When an idea popped into her head- She would pull out just long enough to roll the corpse over once again, and then expand the tear in the clone’s suit even further, revealing it’s own cock, which remained hard even in death~ She would one again insert herself into the copy’s pussy while at the same time wrapping her hand around it’s cock- Doing both lewd actions in an opposite rhythm- She pushed in, her hand slid up- Her cock pulled out, her hand slid down- Repeating in tandem while constantly increasing in speed~ Much to Artificer’s surprise, the Doppelganger’s cock would twitch and throb in reponse to her touch. Was this the Planet’s doing? Or perhaps an undocumented ability of her species? She hoped she’d be able to research the phenomenon further. She continued passionately mating with the corpse of her doppelganger, her own thrusts growing faster in tandem with the strokes of her hand, her gloves allowing her hand to slide up and down her clone’s length without any need for extra lubrication~

The rhythm that the two had before fell apart the closer and closer she got to her orgasm, and as far as she could tell her doppelganger was also going to orgasm! Quite the intriguing development~ She kept going, and watched, recording the whole time as her counterpart orgasmed- Spraying its semen all over its chest, splattering onto her helmet, and more still falling into the snow. Melting the frozen water as it made contact. Watching this and feeling the Doppelganger’s pussy clamp down on her cock at the same time was more than enough to make her orgasm as well- Another oversized orgasm pumping the perfect copy of her own pussy full of seed~

After basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, she would drop the corpse into the snow and seal her genitals within her suit again. Looking down at the corpse, she knew that if she did return here it would probably be gone, but against her better judgment, she dragged it to an isolated location, buried most of its body under snow in an attempt to preserve it, and then began to make her way for the environment’s teleporter.

She tracked down that large chest she had been looking for- Retrieving a “Brilliant Behemoth” rocket launcher from it, and then activated the teleporter- Facing down a mighty Imp Overlord and its underlings, retrieving a magical band of flame for her troubles, before finally opening the portal out of here. Vanishing from the Tundra once she stepped through a blue portal to a Bazaar Beyond Time. She had much research to do, and plenty of comrades she hoped to share her findings with~