by Prax Venter
Waves of shimmering force burst forth from her technoflute as she hit each fourth note and like heat-seeking missiles, each arced downward toward the creatures below. The first strike only cost the creature its footing, but the second knocked its arm clean off. He watched the severed scythe arm and the bug it belonged to both tumble into the shadows below as Learis continued forming energy bots out of thin air just beyond the pipes of her instrument.
One of the last mantises alive stopped where it was and snapped open its trash bag wings to counterattack with a wide barrage of its own sonic waves.
Amina pulled Learis back by the scruff of her neck, causing her to squawk out one sour note that physically hurt Mark’s ears. Yet, if she hadn’t, Learis might have lost her face.
Sasha blew a kiss as she tossed a Shock Bomb over the rusted edge. The sparking sphere stuck to the monster’s wing and it tried using one of its many arms to dislodge the offending thing before it detonated, leaving only ash to flutter in the weak daylight.
Mark snapped his focus back to where the smaller bugs gathered on the roof and saw several more of the larger ones up there now, hunting and eating the others. The mantis types gazed toward the explosion as they chewed on the smaller insects with swift chittering mandibles. One looked into Mark’s eyes, and he saw only contentment over a fresh kill and flashes of territorial aggression. This was a predator of instinct and survival.
“I can’t do that again for five minutes,” Learis said, shaking out her hands as her flute rested between her swollen breasts.
“No problem,” Mark said. “We rotate powers to manage cooldowns. Now, we keep moving.” He nodded for Amina to take the lead.
“Wonderful, powerful song,” she said with a lingering hand on Learis’s fur before moving to the front and pushing them onward for their search for more destructible structures.
The heat coming from Amina was disproportionate to what was normal for her, and Mark quickly noticed it was the essence she had pressing against her lady bits.
“You both have goddess-imbued powers,” Mark said as they moved. “You guys are overpowered for starting-level heroes. If you play this right, you can maximize those points.”
“Oh?” Learis asked.
Sasha’s tail lifted high as she walked in front of him. “He means that you’ll need to make beautiful music together more frequently so as not to waste a drop of that precious essence.”
“Yes. Five monsters in and how full would you say you were, Amina?” Mark asked as they went down a narrow stairwell.
“I think you have a far greater handle on that sensation than I,” the Awysai said as she leaned out into the left turn then carefully moved them forward.
A sense of urgency hastened their strides now that there was danger, but they located and disintegrated another four antennae before they ran into another group of foes at the top of a flight of stairs.
Amina snapped on her glowing purple armor, and all four of them dashed out onto the rooftop after her. There, five more insects turned from watching an endless swarm of the smaller bugs on a rectangular structure about thirty yards away. Mark had a moment to realize that the larger cube in the distance currently covered in aphids also happened to be the structure containing their portal home before the mantis humanoids attacked.
Amina rushed one, putting her head down and reshaping her armor as she blitzed through the sonic attack. At the same time, Sasha erased two with a double Arc Bolt discharge, then used Static Escape to teleport forward through another sonic coming at her.
Both badass monster women then used their solid energy weapon or devastating hooves to obliterate two more of them while Mark pointed the final target out to Learis.
The rabbit-woman Bard sent out one of her native trills to negate a sonic attack coming for them then raised her instrument and exploded the final creature’s head with a single tight note.
“By my ancestors…” Amina gasped as she grabbed at her crotch. “I cannot hold any more. Some of that last essence went right through me.”
“We have another problem,” Mark said as he stepped to the edge of the flat, rusted rooftop. “Isn’t that where the portal is?”
“It is,” Sasha said. “But the little ones are nothing.”
“But they draw predators,” Learis said, pointing out a pack of seven mantis-types rushing into a horde of them only to see the smaller bugs split off like schools of fish.
“They are swarming,” Amina said. “Like sap suckers. Back in the… Awysai chain of lakes, there were many-legged insects that lived in some trees. If we damaged that tree or harvested the sap for ourselves, the insects would swarm the places of damage.”
“She’s right,” Sasha said. “Jez would be better at the biology, but I can see concentrations of the little green bugs where we’ve been.”
Mark followed her pointing finger toward a domed roof on pillars that he remembered passing under. It was a place where they found an antenna about ten minutes ago, and it already had a dozen of the smaller bugs crawling over it.
“New plan,” Mark said, turning around. “Let’s head deeper this way without touching any of the antennae we find. Once we find a quiet corner, I’ll pop up a barrier and we can take a break. Maybe the bugs will calm down when we stop smashing these things, maybe not. And maybe unload some essence while we wait.”
“Oooh,” Sasha cooed quietly as she spun on Learis and Amina. “I’ll get front-row seats after all.”
- 19 -
“What if they don’t stop coming?” Learis asked as they sat down in a dead-end hallway inside one of the drier metal structures. “This place is unpredictable, and we could be letting our one escape become overrun with… insects.” She wrinkled her bunny nose.
“You’re saying this now?” Mark said, indicating the last fifteen minutes worth of structure they’d traversed and the relatively clean area they’d just swept free of rust flakes.
“I trust your judgment,” their Bard said, lifting the loop of leather attached to her technoflute up past her ears, and the move did hypnotic things to her cartoonish breasts. “I’d just like to know why you’re so calm and confident, Mark.”
“He’s just being more careful these days,” Sasha said. “Running more.”
“Sort of.” He waved her off. “Amina’s fully loaded with essence, so that was part of why. Also, from what I saw of their minds, these creatures are territorial hunters. I connected with one while they happily munched on their prey and got the solid sense he wanted to go find a place to nap after gorging himself. I say we let the forces of nature play themselves out. It honestly seems best to go with the flow with things in this place- all the universes, I mean.”
Mark held a palm high and triggered his magic dome that extended so far that the only part they could see was what covered the only way into their secluded hallway. “And,” he continued, “I think between the four of us, we could still plow a path to the portal if our lives depended on it. Especially if you both are about to gain some upgraded skills.”
“Commander is starting to fit you,” Sasha said, taking him in with her stunning blue eyes.
“Maybe,” he said then undid the knots on Sasha’s shorts. “It’s more about learning to adapt to every situation.”
“I need to get used to more sex,” Learis said, watching Sasha happily spread her metal legs for everyone as she wiggled free of her bottoms.
Amina’s glowing eyes lingered on the succubus’s exposed blonde crotch then shifted to Learis’s face.
“Get used to it. You’re irresistible,” Awysai Collector said with a rare low growl. She was definitely feeling the effects of a full essence tank. “I can’t imagine waiting long to ease this need.”
Mark held out his hand and targeted Amina’s clitoral bundle of nerves with a slow Heal. The already aroused woman snapped her muscular legs apart and thrust her smooth drooling slit outward as she plowed a thick finger through the center.
“Why,” she moaned out the
word. “It almost hurts.”
Mark ignored her and looked over to a wide-eyed Learis with a hand on her heaving chest.
“Can you feel that?” he asked.
“I can,” the rabbit-woman responded quickly.
Sasha pouted. “Then how can you leave her throbbing pussy in such agony?”
“We’ll stand watch,” he added quickly. “You two take care of business, then I want to root around in Sasha’s mind for a bit.”
“I-” Learis stammered as she crawled over to her Collector stretching her legs. “I imagined the first time to be a bit more- I don’t know, in a bed.”
Mark’s bonded succubus crawled over next to Learis, and he couldn’t help but watch her perfect pussy lips squish between her brickhouse thighs as she moved.
“What-” Learis asked but stopped short when Sasha snapped out one of her wings to completely shelter the rabbit and salamander couple.
He could now only see Amina’s glowing eyes barely peeking over the bony curve of succubus leather, but he could tell both Sasha and Learis were so close to her, they were both breathing their hot breath on her quivering pussy. Amina’s need was so deep, she was almost crying.
“Better?” Sasha asked from under the shade of her wing, and although she was about to get a view as front row as possible, both Amina and Learis trusted and welcomed Sasha’s closeness completely.
“Better,” Learis said before Amina’s eyes began to flutter with newly sated pleasure.
He couldn’t physically see that the rabbit-woman had darted her soft nose up against Amina’s taut clit, nor could he see her currently lapping deep into Amina’s rubbery folds with her hot pink tongue, but Sasha’s nose was in sniffing range… and through her, Amina smelled like salty sweet cotton candy. Through Sasha’s substantial connection, he was right there too.
The succubus wanted to participate badly and struggled not to go and suck on the Awysai’s thick glowing nipple or to shove her fingers between Learis’s soft thighs. Yet, with Mark’s mind as a reinforcement, they both knew that inserting her irresistible self into this first act, while enjoyable, would interfere with the bonds and barriers their new partnership needed.
Mark turned away from them to half-heartedly watch the hallway as he’d planned.
Over his shoulder, Amina forced herself to try and remain quiet while spasming under a soft rubbing nose and tickling whiskers, and although Learis was solely focused on pleasuring her Collector, the first load of essence was enough to force a climax out of her alone. The rabbit woman’s back arched as she mindlessly continued slurping the quivering mound filling her hot mouth.
Sasha was eventually invited to join them after they’d shifted into a more sixty-nine position on their side and the mood faded from important first events to lazy recreation. All three of them cuddled under the curtain of Sasha’s wing as both she and Amina sucked sweet milk from the Lagomorph’s massive swollen nipples while she herself moaned into the Chieftain’s sopping wet labia.
Rigid frustration pulled Mark’s eyes to the bulge in his magic pants but shook his head at its incessance. He’d grown in this department too. As a single aphid-like bug walked past the far end of their dead-end hallway, he knew he could easily sit out an orgy out every now and then to watch his friends’ backs.
The trio of monster women writhing behind him shifted to focus on Sasha, and their living privacy screen fell aside. Still, he faced forward as his bound succubus pressed her horn into the metal floor while Learis nibbled on her hanging lips from below and Amina forced her fat, slick tongue into Sasha’s puckered asshole.
She was in oral heaven but telegraphed back the ache she felt for his girthy, bulging sausage. With a grin she couldn’t see, he mentally bade her to let them reward her for literally taking them under her wing.
About twenty minutes later, the oral orgy behind him had wound down and not a single other bug had come their way. Amina’s analogy with the tree felt right. The insects seemed to swarm where they’d destroyed the antennae.
His thoughts on bugs scattered when the entangled women behind him began whispering to each other, but Sasha’s link to him ruined any hope of surprise. He knew what was coming.
“I could get used to this life,” Learis whispered and he turned to see milk still dribbling out of her bald pink nipples almost dragging on the floor as she crawled over the metal hallway toward him. She stood and her big tan eyes looked deep to his. She knew he could read her mind, and she bared herself to the contentment and joy she felt in her life since meeting him. She took his hand with her soft furry fingers and said, “Our Commander gets his due,” as she pulled him toward where Amina still lay on her back, her swollen, glowing pussy presented to him for mounting.
Sasha gave him a wink as she patted his erection in passing. “And it’s my turn to stand guard. Enjoy the benefits of your expanded Battle Harem, Lover.”
Mark easily went with the flow and let Learis help pull off his tight ruby pants.
“This is the first time we spar with our genitals,” Mark said, savoring the unique anticipation of plowing into Amina’s thick muscular body.
“I will not go easy on you,” the Awysai with lidded eyes.
Learis rubbed his back and leisurely sucked on Amina’s glowing nipple as he plunged his swollen cock deep into her slippery mound of taut flesh. Her outer labia were thick and smooth, her inner labia were small and pillowy, but her strong silky insides were somehow unique to anything he’d found in this virtual multiverse.
She gripped him with her hot salamander vagina and made it difficult to move in and out of her at all. His nose was inches from her stubby muzzle, and he lapped at it with his tongue, sending her a jolt of erotic bliss from his new ability he still didn’t fully understand.
“Always cheating, Outsider,” she gasped as her clenching pussy let him slide in and out a few times. She groaned from the pleasure of his solid rod slipping against the pressure of her own strength.
“Fill her deep,” Learis whispered in Mark’s ear. “She wants you to take your fill.”
The Lagomorph nibbled on his ear as he forced himself in and out of the curvy mass of earless dragon below him. He grabbed her thick shoulders as he pushed his much smaller tongue past the Awysai Chieftain’s thin lips to explore her mouth.
She groaned as her own heavily aroused secretions ruined her game, and Mark used her natural juices to start working her throbbing hole into a frothy mess.
The ignored frustration at being left out before found a perfect harmless outlet in pounding the fuck out of Amina’s tough body and as she grew close to her end, she did something that somehow surprised him.
The goddess-bound adept of Salivis below moaned before she was about to cum for the fifth time in the last hour, but as she did, she used her fine control to reach Salivis energy out through the base of her tail and used it to encircle Mark’s sweating balls.
He’d never felt the goddess’s energy from another Collector before, and the immediate and intense jolt of unbridled bliss caused him to explode into Amina. Mark mostly blacked out as he grunted into her mouth, his balls pulled back while driving himself deep inside her body.
After Amina forced him to cum along with her, Mark pulled out and found himself on his back with one of Learis’s cinnamon-scented nipples resting on his lips.
“Drink,” she said as her soft hand massaged his tingling balls.
“Mmm” he said and didn’t hesitate. Clearing god-prisons and fucking super-dragons was thirsty work.
“I was correct,” Amina said as she crawled over to his other side, laying one of her solid thick legs over his thigh. “My gift now affects you as yours affects others.”
“Mm hmm,” Mark agreed as he pulled Learis’s delicious dessert drink into his core. He didn’t gain any new powers this time, but there was something new and invigorating about her magic product.
After he’d had his fill, Learis pulled her massive, fur-covered breast away and then moved he
r pretty face down to his cock. Amina moved to cradle his head with her chest so he could more lazily watch the tan-eyed rabbit woman try and suck him clean.
“We owe you much,” the Awysai chieftain said as she laid three fingers on his chest. Learis’s soft ears rubbed on his bare thighs as she bobbed her head up and down, but he was too big for her relatively small mouth. She could only fit his blood-engorged head. However, when she began to use both of her clawed, furry hands on his shaft as she suckled at the tip, Mark’s breath caught.
Her big tan eyes focused intently on his, broadcasting thankfulness as she licked him with her tender tongue, and Mark groaned. With what conscious thoughts he could form, Mark took a moment to thank the aspect of Oral Sex for her role in helping him get this far.
“My pleasure is her pleasure,” Mark whispered up to Amina who nodded.
“May she feel the joy of our offering,” the devout worshiper agreed and then pressed her face into his, and they kissed, both entwining their Salivis energy around their tongues while Learis serviced his cock with her mouth.
It was orally-obsessed ecstasy on a whole new level. Mark quickly fed Learis a burst of his milky semen, and she greatly lapped up everything. Her tongue was thorough and attentive as she made sure Mark was spotless.
Then, once they’d all had a chance to recover, Learis and Amina agreed to keep watch while he and Sasha took some time for personal meditation. He heard the newly bonded team whispering quietly to each other about skill points before he turned his focus on the succubus sitting in his lap.
“So, what new power do I get?” she asked.
“No guarantees for any new powers. I’m just trying not to break anything in there.”