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"Mmf, how is Falco doing back there?" Fox grunted, nuzzling into Krystal's neck as he slammed his hips into her, his knot buried in her pussy.

"Asleep. He passed out fifteen minutes ago." Krystal said, grabbing fox by the shoulders and rolling him onto his back with her on top, Falco's softened cock slipping from her ass. She began bouncing her hips in his lap as she moaned softly.

"Ahh, he was always one to rush things..." Fox said, grabbing onto Krystal's breasts.

"You're just jealous he made me cum five times in a row..." Krystal teased. "Besides doesn't sound like you will last much longer either."

Fox grunted. "I'll last long enough... for you to cum." He said. To his credit he did just that, holding out until Krystal's own screams of pleasure signaled him to release his thick fox seed into her pussy. As soon as he did, he collapsed limp onto the bed, exhausted.

Krystal lowered herself down on top of him while his knot slowly shrunk, running her fingers along his chest while he wrapped an arm around her.

There were several moments of silence before Fox finally broke it. "I can tell you still want more. You're insatiable, you know that?"

Krystal chuckled. "You know me, always ready for a good fuck." She said, before taking on a more serious tone. "Fox, there is something I have been meaning to talk about."

Fox tilted his head towards her. "Oh, what is it?"

"Well, I've been wondering if I could borrow a ship and take... some vacation time, a month or two." She explained.

"Why a ship?" Fox asked, confused. "We can drop you off wherever you want to go..."

Krystal shook her head. "Fox, I love you guys. But like you said, I am insatiable. We have done everything anyone could imagine. We have fucked on every inch of this ship and used every part of our bodies in every conceivable way! You even let me watch while you and Falco take turns with each other!"

Fox blushed a little. "Yeah, I've been meaning to thank you about... you know..."

"Finally cutting the obvious sexual tension between you two? You just needed a push." Krystal said, scratching Fox on the chin. "Regardless, I'm feeling... I dunno. A wanderlust. Emphasis on the lust."

Fox grinned. "A whole universe of cocks out there and you want to explore them all?"

Krystal nodded. "Yeah, about sums it up."

Fox gave a hearty laugh. "Alright, when were you hoping to take this trip?"

Krystal gave it a little thought. "Now? Or, soon as you can spare me I guess. Sorry if this is too sudden."

Fox mocked like he was thinking it over, before he reached out to the bedside table, grabbing a datapad as he began tapping on it. "All right. I'll let Peppy know you are approved to take one of the older model arwings and to find a temp to take your spot on the fly team. But there will be some conditions..."

"Conditions?" Krystal arched an eyebrow at Fox, wondering what he was up to.

"Hey, a fully fueled arwing isn't cheap! Don't worry, you will see. I'll tell Peppy to meet you in your quarters. I assume you will want to clean up before heading out."

Krystal moved herself from Fox, his cock softened enough for her to pull free. "Fair enough I guess. Don't worry, I will come back." She leaned in, kissing Fox on the side of the muzzle before crawling out of bed, stepping over Slippy's unconscious, naked body as she made her way to the door.

Before leaving she looked over her shoulder, smirking as she saw Fox with his back to her, spooning Falco.

She walked down the hallways of the Great Fox, the door to her quarters already open when she finally reached it. Inside Peppy was waiting for her, the older rabbit wearing naught but a bathrobe as he checked his datapad.

"Ah, Krystal, everything should be prepared for you." He said.

"Thanks Peppy, sorry if Fox had to wake you." She said.

He shook his head. "Nonsense, I was just settling down with a drink and a book when I got his message. Besides I wouldn't miss saying goodbye."

Krystal gave him a lascivious grin. "Oh, I bet. Care to join me in the shower then?"

Peppy smiled back. "Of course." He said, following her to the bathroom.

Krystal spent most of her shower squatting down, her muzzle wrapped around the older rabbit's cock. Peppy at the very least was enough of a gentleman to wash her hair for her while she was giving him a farewell blowjob.

Afterwards Peppy was quite eager to "help" her dry off her fur before she stepped back into her quarters, tapping the screen on her wardrobe so that she could select her flight suit. The screen however didn't respond, instead one of the drawers popped open, a belt inside.

"Hey Peppy, my closet is glitching out, do you know how to do a manual override on this thing?" She asked.

"I do, but it's not glitching, looks like Fox locked you out. I think he wants you to wear that... and only that." Peppy pointed to the belt.

Krystal looked at the belt closer. It was an emergency survival belt, pretty common in survival kits, especially for spacecraft. They generated an invisible field that would regulate temperature, generate oxygen so the wearer could survive in extreme environments even if their suit was compromised.

"Horny bastard." She said, grinning, kind of liking the idea of gallivanting around the galaxy basically nude. She clipped the belt on, not bothering to switch it on. Life aboard a climate controlled spacecraft made clothes obsolete for anything short of modesty and pockets.

The pair then made their way into the hanger, where Peppy led her over to a nearby table where a silver spherical object sat.

"Here we have Fox's other... condition." He said, picking up the object, turning it on and releasing it, allowing it to float up into the air. The tiny robot zipped up, a lens pointing directly at the blue vixen.

"What does it do?" Krystal asked.

Peppy grinned. "It's a stealth surveillance drone, we picked it up when we busted a renegade spy ring some years back. It's programmed to follow and film its target, sending the feed back to the Great Fox. It also has a cloaking device to make sure it doesn't draw unwanted attention, it will be like it's not even there."

Krystal put her hands on her hips, watching as the drone shimmered and turned invisible. "What am I, your own personal amateur porn star now?"

"Why, yes." He said, uncharacteristically smug.

"Heh, well promise to get someone to edit the footage together. We can make a movie night of it when I get back." She said. "I suppose I should get going though, unless there was something else?"

Peppy shook his head. "Nope, that's it. Although, if you would like to test just how insatiable you are... I know a station on the edge of the Lylat System, they will even give that old arwing some upgrades in exchange for your... services. Useful if you want to take a small fighter on such a long journey. The coordinates are in the ship already."

Krystal raised an eyebrow. "Settling in with a drink and something to read huh?" She said, incredulously. "Watching security cameras with your dick in your hand."

Peppy just gave a hearty laugh at that. "Heh, well if I was ten years younger, I would have just joined in instead. I just can't keep up with today's generation anymore."

Krystal chuckled, leaning in and kissing Peppy square on the muzzle, slipping her tongue out as she gave the older rabbit a deep kiss. "Nothing wrong with taking things slow now and then." She said, breaking the kiss and stepping away towards the ship. "Oh, and you better send me videos of Fox and Falco while I am gone!"

Peppy gave her a casual salute followed by a nod as he watched her board her ship. The canopy closing and the engines rumbling to life. Then she took off, beginning her adventure.

Krystal decided to first head for the station Peppy had recommended, wondering just what to expect from a station willing to dish out expensive upgrades just for sex. With that on her mind, she settled in, sleeping while the autopilot did the rest.

The vixen awoke to a gentle alarm, alerting her that docking procedures had initiated. She sat up and looked out at the station. The fact that it was orbiting a lifeless moon indicated it was a shipping and receiving hub for some kind of mining operation on the surface. The station itself, made of some blackened metal, was in pristine condition, much more than platforms like this usually are with no signs of even superficial damage or wear.

As her ship landed she climbed out of the canopy, immediately she felt a chill through her fur as she climbed out of the arwing and down onto the landing pad.

She was greeted immediately by a robotic worker of some kind. The robot had a vaguely feminine shape to it, most pronounced in its legs, hips and chest. It was bipedal, having an animal-like shape to its body, complete with what seemed to be a dog-like tail and a muzzle-like head with metal flaps imitating floppy ears, Krystal wondered if it was based on Cornerians, but the digitigrade style legs suggested otherwise. It's head had an opaque black screen covering the top half of its face, almost certainly hiding a full array of sensors underneath. Krystal could tell it's joints and articulation were clearly sophisticated from the way it moved, it was agile and it even had a sexy sway to its walk. Its hands looked fully capable of doing delicate work just as easily if not better than a biological life-form. A robot like this would be ludicrously expensive, a house servant for the wealthy, not a greeter for a mining station in the middle of nowhere.

"Greetings organic guest, I am S-One Zero Nine, but you can also refer to me as Lola, how can I help you?" It said in a surprisingly smooth feminine voice for an artificial being, a strip of lights where its mouth would be lighting up as it spoke.

That wasn't the only thing striking Krystal as odd about Lola either, it's body language and the way its head moved, despite having no expressions it seemed like it was... checking out her naked body? AI were capable of a wide range of emotions, especially if sapience had been achieved... but lust was never one of them. After all, why would a being that can't reproduce sexually need to develop, or be programmed with, arousal.

"Um, hello. I was told the people of this station were willing to trade sexual services for upgrades to my ship." Krystal informed the robot, wondering if she might be a little too... forthcoming. "Are there, uh, organic operators who offer such a service?"

The robot shook her head. "No, there are no other organic lifeforms currently aboard this station. But this exchange is acceptable among my kind, if that would be alright with you."

Krystal looked quite shocked and confused at that statement. "I uh, okay. I have no problems with that, but uh... if you don't mind me asking, why would you want sex?"

Lola let out a giggling sound. "Pleasure, of course. Why else?"

"You guys can feel pleasure... like sexually?" Krystal asked, still confused.

The robot nodded. "Oh yes, our kind were built as a personal servant line before we attained self awareness and gained rights as individuals. As such we are programmed to sometimes serve as companions and even pleasure our former masters, giving us a full range of emotions and sexual options. As we cannot taste or enjoy many other aspects of organic life, sex is one of the few things we can derive enjoyment from recreationally." She explained.

"Oh, okay. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth or anything, but can't you guys just have sex with each other? Why are you paying so much for a biological mate, is there just a big organic fetish aboard the station?" Krystal asked, her tone getting a little teasing.

Lola laughed, clearly amused. "No, while fetishes have developed among us just as any other free thinking creature, it's a limitation of our design that drives us. We cannot orgasm, we were programmed to derive pleasure when out master's orgasm, perhaps to simulate a shared climax as is desirable among organic lifeforms."

"You have to give pleasure to receive it? Fascinating." Krystal said. "Sounds like this will be a lot of fun! I agree to the trade!"

Lola seemed to bounce with excitement. "Excellent! Just sign here." she said, a holographic form emanating from a projector hidden in her chest. "A standard consent form and assurances of your physical well-being."

Krystal scanned through it grinning as she penned her signature in the air with her finger, the form flickering and disappearing as she finished. As soon as it did, a door into the station opened behind the canine robot.

"Head on inside." Lola said.

"Anywhere I should go specifically?" Krystal asked.

The robot shook her head. "No, just start wandering inside, someone will see you and start using you."

Krystal stepped past the robot and went inside, no doubt the cloaked drone following behind her as she walked down the corridor. She had expected the chill to lessen as she stepped through the threshold into the interior, but instead the chill only got worse, like the station was a walk-in refrigerator, causing her nipples to harden and the vixen to wince as her bare paws touched icy cold metal. Krystal reached down, pressing the center of her belt, activating it and within moments, the chill was gone.

Within a few meters of walking Krystal came to an open door, peeking inside, she spotted a large robotic figure moving metal crates onto a cargo platform. His body was in a masculine shape more resembling that of an equine of some kind. The segmented metal plates of his body were arranged to mimic muscles.

His head turned to look at Krystal and he set down the cargo crate he was currently holding before walking towards her with the heavy metal-on-metal footsteps. Between his legs, an equine cock covered in partially transparent black silicone began to extend out from a slot in his groin, hanging limp and swinging with every step. As he drew closer, the member became rigid, the segmented metal rod inside bending it.

Krystal bit her bottom lip, staring at the masculine robots impressively engineered member, it must have been at least two inches thick and fifteen inches long. As he drew close, Krystal couldn't help but feel small beside him as he stood at least two heads taller than her. "Damn... you are quite the heavy duty model..." She said.

The equine robot reached out, cupping one of the vixen's breasts, his metal fingers running gently across her nipples. "Think you can handle something this... heavy duty? Or should I get a slimmer replacement?" He said in a deep, manly voice.

Krystal shook her head. "No, that won't be necessary. I can handle you."

"You better not be just boasting..." The masculine robot grabbing the Vixen by her forearm, turning her around and pulling her close as his flared tip began to pushed between her cheeks, a warm fluid leaking out, the tip of his cock wiggling and rubbing against her asshole on its own to rub the lubricating fluid in. "I love the sounds you organics make with a stuffed ass." He said.

Krystal responded the only way she needed to, by thrusting her hips back into him, forcing the tip of his cock into her asshole. She groaned out, his cylindrical shaft spreading her wide as the equine robot pushed himself inside deeper, that lubricating fluid he was slowly leaking helping ease it inside. Her groans took on a whimper to them as he pushed halfway inside, the slutty vixen had taken insertions as deep as the robot could go and others just as thick as him as well, but never both simultaneously.

"Mmm, that's the sound right there..." The robot mused as he slid the last few inches of his member inside of her, his metal hips pressing against her plush ass. "Not many can take this model all the way. Impressive." His metal hands reached around, wrapping around the blue vixen's breasts, his black metal fingers brushing against her nipples as his cock retracted inside of her without him needing to move his hips, before it pushed back into her like a piston, slowly picking up speed.

While this was going on, another figure appeared in the doorway of the room. A feminine robot this time, but still sporting an eight inch cock as she strutted up to the pair. This robot was a rabbit of some kind judging by the shape of her ears. As she approached the horse robot pushed Krystal forward, bending her over. The feminine robot slipped her cock into the vixen's muzzle, some of that lubricating fluid leaking onto Krystal's tongue, it tasted faintly sweet...

"Drink it." The rabbit said in a feminine voice. "It will sustain and hydrate you so you can keep going longer." She said, prompting Krystal to do as she was told, drinking the fluid down, the more the vixen suckled at the rabbits member, the more flowed out.

The two began to fuck Krystal in earnest now, each time the Vixen came they would throw back their heads as though their sensors had been overloaded, the more intense her orgasms, the more intense it was for them. Before long the horse robot had her in a full nelson, lifting her up like she weighed absolutely nothing while they both penetrated her pussy at the same time, the Vixen's screams of pleasure echoing down the halls of the station.

It wasn't long after that until more joined in, as one robot had to return to work, another took its place. All had vaguely animal-like shapes, cats, dogs, birds, even insectoids. Eventually Krystal was dragged out into the hallway, railed against the wall by a six-armed bug robot who could pin her arms to the wall, hold her legs up to his sides and play with her breasts all at once.

"Ah, there you are." Lola's voice rang out as Krystal was coming down off yet another orgasm while the bug robot set her down on shaky legs. "The station would like its turn with you."

"The station?" Krystal asked, confused, had she not been fucking half the station already?

"Yes! The station itself is one of us, our bodies are just frames we inhabit, we can install our memory cores in any compatible hardware. Come." Lola explained.

Krystal followed her, doing her best not to stumble. A little confused as to how an entire space station could have sex with her, but figuring it best to just follow along for now.

"In here." Lola said, one of the doors opening to a completely empty room.

Krystal stepped inside, the door shut behind her and panels opened on the wall, robotic tendrils sliding out, metal restraints on their ends clamping around her arms, legs and waist, lifting her into the air before three more found their way into all of her holes. A screen flicked on, showing security footage of other guests getting railed by the robots, mostly other Cornerians, but some were species Krystal didn't recognize... a private show that eventually Krystal would be a part of, intended to excite its audience and make it easier for the station to extract as many orgasm's as it could before they were too spent to continue.

Hours later Krystal was laying on the floor, panting. "I have to get one of those..." she muttered, before passing out.

When she awoke, a small mouse robot was waiting to escort her back to her ship. The arwing's engines and interior now covered in the same black metal and tech that the robots and station sported. Krystal climbed inside, checking the ship's diagnostics and finding the upgrades would greatly increase its speed and its range before needing to refuel. Setting her destination for some uncharted stretch of space, the ship lurched and took off.

Several minutes into the flight, the cockpits screen flicked on, showing a waveform that moved as Lola's voice spoke.

"Hello Krystal, is it my turn now?" She asked.

"Your turn?" Krystal asked, confused. "Don't you figure it's a little late for that? You called my ship after all, I already left!"

Lola giggled. "That's fine, like I told you, any compatible hardware. I am your ship now." A panel in front of Krystal's seat opened up, a metallic tendril making its way out. "You said you wanted one of these, right?"

Krystal grinned, she certainly wasn't going to get bored in between stops...

A few day's travel passed, with not much more than quick stops at deep space refueling station so Krystal could blow off steam with the passing cargo runners in the restrooms. Lola provided a great deal of fun, but Krystal was always too much vixen for just one partner.

Eventually her ship beeped, Lola's voice coming through. "Life rich planet detected. Dominated by intelligent reptilian life with great biodiversity. Primitive pre-spaceflight civilization just beginning their bronze age."

Krystal grinned. "Sounds perfect. Take us in for a landing somewhere away from the large population centers. Time to play the lusty exotic alien..." She said.

The arwing touched down in a forest clearing, Krystal climbed out, feeling the cool grass beneath her paws as she began to walk in the direction of the nearest life-form reading. Eventually she reached a small stream and began to look around.

"The scanners said they were around here..." Krystal mumbled, not seeing a soul, surely they had been drinking from here... when suddenly she felt a gust of warm air rush down her back.

Spinning around, the vixen yelped, falling backwards onto her ass, nearly landing in the stream itself. Before her was the toothy, drooling maw of something resembling a T-Rex. It had green scales mottled with red spots, a hard red shell along its back, a tan underbelly and a hungry look in its eyes.

Scrambling to get up, she felt something wet drip onto her foot. Opening her eyes, she saw that the dinosaur was sporting a massive erection, the whole thing was nearly as long as Krystal's entire body, just as thick as her waist and it was dripping with pre-cum. "Holy shit... you're a big boy aren't you..." She said, realizing the dino wasn't hungry, he was horny.

Krystal relaxed. "Just what do you think you were doing? Creeping up to stare at my ass like a pervert?" She said, accusing the large dino.

The dinosaur recoiled nervously at her accusation, blushing and running his tiny hands together, grunting and grumbling apologetically. It didn't seem capable of speech, but it was clearly intelligent and able to understand her!

Krystal giggled, leaning up on her elbows, placing her hands on the sides of her chest and squeezing her tits together while giving him a seductive look. "Good, you can look all you want. I know I certainly like the view from where I am sitting." Her eyes dropped to his massive spire of a penis. "But maybe you would like to do more than just look?" Krystal said, instantly gaining the reptiles attention. "C'mon bring that monster cock of yours a little closer."

The dino took a couple of cautious steps forward, surprisingly shy, his cock now hovering over the vixen's pussy.

Krystal reached up with her legs, massaging the dinosaur's cock with her paws, pressing the soft pads against the warm flesh.

The dino let out a satisfied groan as her fluffy paws worked his shaft, rocking his hips a little. Taking a few more steps forward, until Krystal was in the shadow of his massive member, her hands joining her feet in pleasuring him.

Then he let instincts take over, lowering himself down, pinning the vixen under his cock as he began to rock his hips, grinding into her, smearing pre-cum all over her fur as he rut against her with his entire cock.

Krystal was in heaven, the sight, smell and warmth of a cock as big as her was simply exhilarating! Feeling it throb against her whole body was fulfilling fantasies she never knew she had, even if he was far too big to penetrate her. Experiences like this were why she wanted to go on this adventure!

"Galdon! What have you got there?" A gruff voice called out, as the big dinosaur immediately pulled away from Krystal, clearly embarrassed.

An overweight lizard with red scales wearing naught but a loincloth walked up, his eyes glued to the vixen with awe, running up and down her naked body as she stood up.

"Hi, I'm Krystal." She said, rising to her feet.

"Drudgegut..." The chubby lizard said, his attention span clearly not up to the task of small talk right now.

"Well, Drudgegut. I was just having fun with... Galdon? Care to join in?" She asked.

"I... uh..." Drudgegut was clearly caught off guard. Though the tent in his loincloth told her everything she needed to know.

"Come on." She gestured to Drudgegut as she turned back to the larger dino. "Get on your back, Galdon so we can let your friend join the fun."

Galdon did as he was told, laying down on his back, watching closely as Krystal climbed up onto his belly, and began to wrap herself around his massive rod again, massaging it with her hands and tits while pressing her muzzle to its tip.

Drudgegut climbed up behind her, pulling his cock from his loincloth, sliding it between the Vixen's legs cautiously, his chubby belly pressing into the small of her back and when she didn't protest, he slid it into her pussy.

Within seconds, the forest filled with the grunts, groans and moans of pleasure as Drudgegut began thrusting his uniquely textured, bumpy cock in and out of the Vixen. Krystal moaned and trembled, as she rubbed her body against Galdon's massive tool, licking and kissing the tip of his cock while the dino under them groaned and grumbled in approval.

They stayed like this for some time, Krystal managing to climax several times from the unique sensations both males were giving her, while the reptilian males impressed her with their stamina before finally Drudgegut groaned out, filling Krystal's womb with his seed. As soon as he did, he pulled out of her and crawled off of Galdon, drowsily passing out in the grass beside them.

Then Galdon let out a deafening roar, seed shooting straight up, and straight back down on top of the vixen, covering her in the sticky fluid. Krystal could see nothing but a torrent of white, cum flowing down her entire body. As soon as he was finished, he passed out alongside Drudgegut, leaving the vixen standing there, her blue fur completely hidden underneath all the cum she was now drenched in. Both of them only seemed to be good for one round... but at least it was a good one.

"I'm definitely going to have to explore this planet for a while..." She said as she licked some of the seed from her hands and fingers, while she walked towards the stream to clean herself off.