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The H-File Experiments

War... heh... you know what they say, right? War never changes. Sure, the time period may shift, the ideals may change, the locations may be different, but war in and of itself? No... that never changes. But you know what goes hand in hand with war? Profiting.

Funny how when a war breaks out, economic shifts follow, typically in a good way. After all, what are wars fought with? Weapons, vehicles, missiles, bombs, drones, etc. And who creates these things? The many, many, many factories of the universe. They arm the soldiers, weaponize them, gift them the tools needed to face down their enemies, all in the name of whatever beliefs they've been told.

But then, some... oh... let's say hundred or so years ago, a brilliant scientist had a simple yet effective idea. What if we weaponize the_soldiers_ themselves? And thus, the Super-Soldier was born. No longer was it good enough that soldiers fought with greater resolve or skill than their opponents did. No, they needed to be faster than their opponent, needed to be stronger, more resilient, more powerful, more...everything!

And they got it. Oooooooooooooooh... did they get it!

The first so-called Super-Soldier was created seventy years ago, a man named Terrance 'Wild Wolf ' Howard. He was a being so strong, so great, he easily carved swaths of doom within his enemies' ranks. Two hundred foes, three hundred, four hundred; it mattered not. His enemies were nothing more than fodder, and he treated them as such.

And then he died... hey, he was first the Super-Soldier; not all the kinks had been worked out yet.

But in the end, it mattered not. Thanks to his example, overnight Super-Soldier programs became an immediate sensation, with institutes and laboratories being appointed specifically for the creation of them. What was once one became ten, and ten became a hundred, and a hundred became a thousand. It grew overwhelming to the point that the term 'Super-Soldier' became less a title showing one's skill in battle. Instead, it became more akin to another term, that of a_mercenary_.

Some would see this as a downgrade. Businessmen? No, they just see more_profit_.

To create a Super-Soldier takes money. A lot of money. And only those rich enough would even think about hiring a Super-Soldier to bolster their ranks. But it's worth it in the end, when one man or women can do the work of a hundred, or two hundred, or three hundred soldiers!

On the war market, Super-Soldiers became like the boxers of old, being hyped up on monitor screens, their kill counts and abilities plastered on bullet points like selling points. The even have their own ranking list, with those Super-Soldiers that are still alive having their skills pitted against one another to see who was the best. The higher the number, the higher the pay, and everyone wants their Super-Soldier to be Number 1!

So who is #1? On a ranking list that has over three hundred names on it, one where every individual has probably slaughtered over 100 enemies and counting, who could possibly be better than all of them? Who could possibly be the fastest? The strongest? The mightiest of them all?

Who is the Violet Vixen?

...

Scanning... scanning... scanning... scan complete. Welcome back, Intern Scherzo.

"Haa... after all this time, still 'intern'? Ugh... give me a break..."

An exasperated sigh left his lips as the metal doors before him slid open, revealing a hall that was as large as it was empty. On the right hand side were more silver, metallic walls. On the left hand side, a glass wall... that showed even more silver metallic walls. Such was this base and his home for the past year and a half, a space station floating on the northern back end of the planet Marathon. Wait, did I say the northern back end of the planet Marathon itself? No, I mean the northern back end of the moon of the planet Marathon itself.

Why here, as oppose on the surface of the planet? Because the headmistress here adores her privacy, and living on the second-most populated planet next to Justice itself, wouldn't really make for much privacy, now would it?

Outpost Concerto was a cross-shaped space station, one that was large enough to house hundreds of dutiful scientists within its halls. And considering the fact that it was owned by the immaculate Professor Concerto herself, many would leap at the chance to work under a woman of her status. Unfortunately, all this space became pointless, because only two people were onboard the space station most of the time. Prof. Concerto, and her 'intern'.

Really, he was sure the only reason why she labeled him her intern, was so that she didn't need to pay him as much.

Rondo Scherzo was a genius. No, seriously, he was. He graduated the top of his class at the Syreum College, an impressive feat for a man who was eighteen at the time. Such an accomplishment naturally led him to being on the top of a list of many prospective employers, such as Station Vesta on planet Scida, or Outpost Zeta near planet Onyxa. But of course, when given the option to work beneath the great Professor Concerto, Rondo leaped at the chance.

He tended to regret it nowadays...

Mind you that Rondo is not the tallest, not the strongest either, and while he has intelligence beyond his years, he did not have the wisdom associated with it, and he certainly lacked a powerful presence. He was a young canine, one with silver-blond fur, droopy ears, and a blond bowl cut for hair. When it comes to his exact species, well, his father was a golden retriever, his mother a beagle, meaning he was mutt.

And boy, did a certain someone love to remind him of that fact.

Walking down the long metallic halls of this wayward chamber, Rondo approached another pair of heavy metal doors that slid apart upon his arrival. In doing so, they revealed a wide open room, one that was more white and blue, as oppose to the grays and silvers of the rest of the space station. Because of it, it gave the chamber a very sterile, very clean aura, one that forced individuals within it to be cautious, lest they mar it.

It was important that this room remained cleaned too, for it wasn't your typical laboratory. Sure, scientific exploits were performed here, but this room's purpose was more _medical_in nature. And to prove this, all you'd need to do was gaze through the window that peered into this sterile room, where in the middle you'd find a perfectly sealed, humanoid-sized capsule. Many machines were connected to it, tubes running through its back, and a lot of energy was being pumped into this machine. But gazing upon its seal would show nothing but a strange blue liquid.

"You're late, Professor Scherzo. Amazing really, since you live here."

"Huh... my apologies, Professor Concerto. Heh heh, I think I overslept..."

And then there was her.

Sitting before a grand command console was an equally as grand chair, one that turned around to reveal the woman sitting within it. A rather_short_ woman, shorter than Rondo in fact. Despite that, she was clearly the older individual, carrying this mature allure to her. Her fur was soft and mocha in color, her hair long and black, and her eyes sat behind a pair of glasses. She wore a lab coat much like he did, though hers was open and showed a blue shirt beneath. A blue shirt that also flaunted a fair bit of cleavage, in all honesty. Rondo's gaze remained fixed on her face however, for he had long since learned his lesson when it came to staring at her chest. Speaking of which, resting on her chest was a nameplate.

'Aria C.' it said.

Aria Concerto was the owner of Outpost Concerto, a woman's whose intellect ranked higher than some of the greatest minds of the galaxy. A hare of indeterminate age (seriously, it seems as if her age has been redacted... for some strange reason), she exuded an air of cool control and powerful dominance, despite her smaller size. If a cold-hearted aristocrat could be a scientist, well, look no further than Aria Concerto herself.

"Overslept hmmm...? So be it," Aria said as she pushed up her glasses on her face, "Know that I will write this down on your peer review come the end of this month. Just another addition to your list of foibles that may or may not influence whether you get a pay increase."

"Haaaah..." Rondo sighed in a defeated manner.

"Hm? A sigh?" his superior remarked, causing him to suddenly grow erect and tense.

"N-no, ma'am! Not a sigh! I'm just... letting out air from hurrying over here as fast as I could!" the dog replied, hoping his lie would work. And if that didn't, hopefully changing the conversation would... which he promptly did.

Though not smoothly in the least bit.

"Th-the capsule! It's on!" Rondo exclaimed as he walked over toward the glass wall, gazing through it towards the machine in the center of the room, "But it's only on if she's here... wait..." his intense expression faded as he looked at Aria with a curious eyebrow, "I-is she back?"

"Indeed..." Aria replied as she looked at the screen as well, "She arrived while you were busy... ahem... oversleeping, as it were."

Yeah, that sounded about right, because if she really was here, there was no way she wouldn't have made a scene unless he was resting in his bed. To say she could be loud would be an understatement, especially if she was complaining about her... needs.

Was he happy to have missed all of that? A little bit, but that didn't change the fact that he was stuck here with her.

"Where did she go last time?" Rondo inquired in a quizzical manner, "Hmmm... she was on planet... planet uh... planet Solstice, right? Fighting in a war there, am I right?"

"Correct," Aria said as she tapped away at her command console before her, "When she landed, I had her remove her suit so that I could scan her biometric statuses. She doesn't get to fight in such cold climates as often as I would like, so I'm going to run tests on her measurements," briefly stopping, the hare pushed up the glasses on her face, "Hmm..." then her eyes cut over towards her subordinate, "Rondo. She's been in her capsule for the last hour or so. Awaken her."

"Wh-what!? M-me!?" he replied, his face paling at the sight of his superior as his eyes grew wide.

Was she torturing him again? A bit of punishment for his oversleeping and subsequent lateness? Knowing Prof. Concerto... yes, that's _exactly_what she was doing. Seriously, some hidden dominatrix side existed within the woman; she must get off on torturing him like this!

But she was his superior. She was the one who paid him, the one who housed him, the one who fed him, and though it was demeaning from time to time, he truly did enjoy working at her side. So when given an order to awaken her, he nodded and did so.

"Haaah... for the love of... haaah... okay..."

Heading through the glass door that bared entrance into the sterilized white room, Rondo pushed through it and entered the room. It was far, far_colder in this room than it was outside, and that's saying something. This is a space station with a thousand, if not a _million, machines working at once to keep everything running smoothly. To put it lightly, every room is incredibly cold!

Making way for the capsule in the center of the room, the canine gazed at it in more detail. On the right hand side were various machines and devices, all of them beaming with a variety information. More importantly, there was a command console attached to the capsule, one that controlled it more directly. Specifically in this case, this would open the capsule up if need be. He approached the console and lifted his hand, ready to open the machine up, but--

SPPPPPPPSSSSSSSsssssssss...!

It started to open up regardless.

White-hot steam shot out of the machine, immediately causing the room's temperature to jump by a few dozen degrees, transforming it into a sauna in a manner of seconds. Rondo pulled back and leered at the capsule, while its top popped open as a whole. The steam in the area helped cover the being within, though her opaque shadow could be seen arising from within.

The first thing you'd notice about her? Her spiky hair. It was long, wavy in some areas, jagged in others, all whilst falling along her back. The woman inside even ran her hands along her hair, stroking it back.

The next thing you'd notice of this woman? Her breasts. Her very large, buxom, perky breasts. It blessed her with a great figure, one that was slightly top heavy, but no less perfect. They rose up and down with her every breath, and bounced ever so perfectly when she made a sharp movement. Honestly, it was drool worthy.

Literally; Rondo was drooling slightly.

Hers was a figure without equal, a stature without rival. Her body loomed over his at a solid seven feet of height, and she had a wide frame as well that would make it impossible for him to juke her. Wide yes, but not boxy, not brutish; quite the opposite, really. She still carried with her this feminine, alluring air about her, from her slender shoulders, to her toned, muscular arms, her thinner waist, her wide hips, and her thick, muscular thighs.

And this - mind you - is just all you could see through the thickness of the steam. But as it began to dissipate, more of her image could be seen. Starting with those eyes.

Those sharp, bright, purple eyes.

They were the eyes of a killer, ones cold, merciless, and had seen so much death in her life, that it no longer bothered her in the slightest. Her hair was also a deep violet in color, and without the fog in the way, revealed itself to be even rougher and spikier than one would suspect. Her hair messily fell over her face, spiraling this way and that way, giving her a abrasive edge.

She was a vixen, violet hair, fur so black and purple, it could be described as wine-colored or rasin. Maybe it was due to the scientific fluids she was just resting in, but her body gave a shine in the light of the medical room. It drew eyes in towards her body, making it seem like a natural magnet that made it impossible for anyone to gaze anywhere else.

And boy, Rondo couldn't help himself. He had seen her naked body before, but dammit, he'd gladly look at it again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and--

You get the picture.

From the toned musculature on her arms, shoulders, legs, thighs and midsection, to the feminine curves and figure she had, especially thanks to that thin waist, thick thighs and buxom chest, hers was a body that was perfect.

His gaze drew back up towards the beautiful face of the vixen. Can something be both alluring and roguish? If so, he was looking at it. She had the face that showed age beyond his, though not as old and mature as Aria's face. No, this woman's appearance was more akin to that of an older sister, as oppose to a mother or an aunt. She even gave off the aura of one, looking at him in a manner that was belittling, yet also enthralling. She was dismissive in nature, but that only drew people in more, and Rondo was no exception.

And then she spoke.

"Hey,mutt."

That voice just hit everything. Everything. It was strong and powerful, courageous yet callous, deep but still womanly, and the way it flowed into his ears was like an instant drug. She spoke with such a casual annoyance for everything around her, as if she cared little for her surroundings. And that tone... ah... it just... it just... mmmmm!

Rondo's cock got hard. Sure, it had been growing as he stared upon her naked body, but the moment she spoke, it reached maximum hardness_immediately_. He pulled back as if to hide this, but as she raised up high and placed her hand on her toned, naked thigh, his eyes gazed upon her every inch. The powerful figure of a goddess among men, an amazon without rival, a woman of Olympian proportions. And with that light dew cascading down her every inch, from her shoulders to her arms, along her breasts and nipples, down those hardened abs and towards her thighs and legs, ah, he was losing it.

But it was that grin that did it for him. Just a simple, cocky, overpowering grin, one that flashed and flaunted her sharp, knife-like teeth. That one grin did it in for him.

"Hhhhnnngh! HAAAAHHH!?"

Rondo came, and he came hard.

Falling back upon the floor, Rondo's gaze fell on his pants, watching the tint that had formed in his slacks. A very hard, very thick tint, one that throbbed as it shot his seed against his underwear. There was so much cum he spurted out, some of it was even strong enough to break through his pants, forming a dark spot that only grew larger and larger. The wave of pleasure was so intense and so great, it left him panting and drooling, though he still had enough wherewithal to speak.

And what did he say?

"N-no!? Haaaah! N-not again! Aaaaahhh!"

Legs closing in, he tried to stop his cock from cumming more in his pants, and even rolled to the side. All the while, the vixen before him rolled her eyes as she fully stepped out of the capsule she had been encased within. Running her hand through her jagged and wavy hair, she tossed it aside as she revealed her powerful form in all of its amazing, sensual, amazonian glory.

She is the Violet Vixen, the #1 Ranked on the Super-Soldier Leaderboards, and the greatest warrior alive. I present to you, Vivace Forte!

"Vivace, are you done making my subordinate orgasm in his pants?" Aria asked as she emerged from the control room, walking up towards the super-soldier as she gazed straight into her eyes.

"Well, at least someone is fucking cumming up here," Vivace replied as she placed both of her fists on her hips whilst leering down at the professor, "I have needs too, Prof, and really, it's fucking killing me!" she snarled and rolled her eyes, "Fly over here, kill these guys, fly over there, kill those guys! Aahh!"

"You get paid to 'kill those guys', as you so eloquently put it, Vivace," Aria retorted, "And you get paid well, considering your ranking."

"Gah! But what's the fucking point when I can't even find pleasure anymore! Damn these super-soldier genes! What I'd do to just get fucked senseless by some big, hung horse, and not break his dick into a dozen pieces!"

"H-hey guuuys... a... a little help... heeerrrreee... nngh... shit... my diick huurrts..."

"It really makes me wish I was normal again!" Vivace continued on, ignoring Rondo's pathetic groans, "You know, Prof, I haven't had any good sex in over a fucking year because of this shit! I've destroyed all my toys, and dammit, fingering myself just isn't the same anymore! I need more!"

"Yes, yes, as you have told me over and over again," Aria remarked as she rolled her eyes, "Why don't you put on your bodysuit now that your stay in the medical chamber is over. As of late, I've been creating machines to help with your... ahem..." she pushed her glasses up on her face, "Urges. If my calculations are correct, they should help. Hopefully."

"Yeah, 'hopefully', fuck..." Vivace said as she began heading towards the door, "I hope so too..."

"Stand up, Professor Scherzo. We have work to do," Aria said as she followed behind her 'creation'.

"Yeeaaaaah... nngggh... haaaaaah... c-coming..."

"What?Again?" Vivace playfully teased.

"N-no... not... ahhh... shit... nnghhhhhaaaaa..."

...

The life of a Super-Soldier is a hard one. Sure, people adore the lavish lifestyle and that's what you hear about them the most, but they never get into the deeper details and important aspects of what it is to be a Super-Soldier. When you become ten, twenty, perhaps, even thirty or forty times stronger than the strongest natural born man or woman, you need things to be increased to that level to match you. Ten times as much entertainment, ten times as much food, ten times as much pleasure.

So what does that say of a woman who is probably 100 times_as strong as second place on the Super-Soldier leaderboards? Normal things don't even come close to phasing a woman who can take an ion cannon to the face and push through it. She needs more. _MORE!

Fortunately on Outpost Concerto - her home where she was experimented on relentlessly - it had the 'more' she needed. Hey, it had to be in order to house the most powerful woman in the galaxy!

For Rondo, well, this was not something he put down on his resume. Yeah, it had things like: genius level intellect, understanding of things like thermodynamics and the affects it has on the physical body, how to put together, take apart, and manufacture weapons of all shapes and sizes, among other things.

Pleasuring a female Super-Soldier's body was not something he ever expected to do in life! Sure, he may have _hoped_to pleasure a female Super-Soldier in his life, but he never planned for it. Yes, there's a big difference.

Among all the actions Rondo performed whilst learning and studying beneath Professor Concerto - most of which deal with the continued monitoring of Vivace and her performances - one of them was the very unique practice of trying to bring her orgasmic pleasure. Yes, that is true. He needed to learn ways to bring Vivace - the strongest woman in the galaxy - to climax, something that she hasn't felt in over a year.

These were what he called in his notes, the H-Files.

H-File Experiment #19.

"Um... what the fuck is this?"

"Uhh... a dildo?"

Outpost Concerto was home to a lot of things. A living quarters that could put to shame many condos, a gymnasium befit for Olympic athletes, even a garden area that perfectly emulates the outdoorsy areas of a planet like Justice or Scida, one that can have its biomes changed on a dime.

But a majority of time spent in the Outpost was here, out in what he liked to call in his notes, the 'Dungeon'. A wide open space with many, many, many machines resting about, all of which were created to do only Aria knows what. It was here where they practice a lot of their devices, from the big and powerful, to the small yet lethal. It was also where Vivace practices with the weapons as well, further enhancing her body and mind to overtake whatever challenges may come in her future.

But today, there were no weapons for her to use, nor any ballistic tests for her to endure. No, for resting on a raised platform was - as Rondo said - a dildo. It was jet-black, and stood at about 1.08 feet long. Or, uh, 13 inches long, to be more accurate. It was shaped like a humanoid penis, so no anthro additions like a knot or barbs or anything like that. It did have bumps running along the side of it, and it had a few extra appendages as well: one used to pleasure the clitoris, and one used to penetrate the anus if need be.

Sorry if that came off as a needlessly and scientific description; these are scientist of course.

"I know what a fucking dildo is, mutt!" Vivace snapped as she grabbed the toy and shook it in his face, "What I'm trying to say is why the fuck am I looking at it!"

"You're going to use it to pleasure yourself, Vivace," Aria answered, though her voice came from the speakers around them, for she was safely hidden away within an observatory room.

"Fuck! I know how to fucking masturbate, Aria!" Vivace shouted as she looked at the woman in the distant through the glass window, "Don't you think I've tried to use dildos before!? They don't work on me, dammit!"

"This one might," Aria answered, "This dildo was created using Gaianite, quite possibly the rarest - and hardest- metal in the known universe. It's the same metals that your body armor is created from. I have pent the past month forging the metal into this dildo, specifically for you. Please, Vivace, do indulge yourself."

"Gaianite... gaianite... mm... are you sure this is the strongest thing in the universe?" said the vixen as she continued to wave the rather light-weight feeling dildo around, "Hmm... it reminds me of the ones I used back when I was normal," she looked it up and down, "Though... it doesn't have a knot to it..."

"This dildo in particular was designed by Rondo himself," Aria added, causing the dog to sigh in an embarrassed manner.

"And I had soooooo much fun with that," he replied sarcastically, "I had to look up so many dildos and read so many review... ah... damn my perfectionism..."

"So you made this dildo, and you didn't base it on your own dick?" Vivace teased, causing him to grow pale in the face, "That is... unless you really are more of a mixed breed mutt than I thought you were!"

"What!? N-no! I'm not conceited; why would I ever base a dildo off of my own penis!?" he replied in a defensive manner.

"Tssssk! Whatever..." she looked at the toy, lifting it, "So what... you want me to just masturbate with this thing?"

"Yes," Aria answered simply and flatly, "Though we will be recording every moment of it for scientific research."

"Yeah sure... I bet the mutt here'll be beating his meat to this 'scientific research' when he returns to his dorm later today."

"Haaa... if only," he replied in a rare moment of candidness, "But knowing Prof. Concerto, she'll have it stowed away within one of her distant files that only she knows of. It'll make searching out for this a pain..." he started walking for the observatory room himself, "I will be sure to keep notes on this though."

"Yeah, I bet you will..."

When Rondo slipped through the door, Vivace shifted her attentions towards the dildo in hand. Not only that, but various machines began to lower; small, spherical-shaped, drone-like devices with camera lenses resting on the front end. They all circled around Vivace, each one aiming at a specific area of her body. Her hands, her crotch, her breasts, and of course, her face. Typically, this would be an extreme invasion of privacy, but the vixen was so used to it, she merely shrugged her shoulders.

"This better work..." she muttered as her hand reached up towards a collar on her neck.

At almost all hours of the day, Vivace wears a rather tight bodysuit, one that's white and blue in colors. It was rather skin-tight too, hugging closely her every curve, her every definition, and leaving very little to the imagination. Some could even consider this bodysuit to be a second layer of skin, considering how it flaunted her curvaceous figure so closely.

But when Vivace tapped the metallic collar around her neck, she caused a bright, blue light to emerge from her body. In doing so, the bodysuit she wore became segmented, now less like a full body suit, and more like a midriff-baring shirt and pants. In doing so, her toned waist was on full display, especially those abs that sensually traveled down her stomach.

Licking her lips, Vivace slowly trailed her hands down her stomach, straight down towards the hem of her pants. A heat started to pulsate through her soon after, the flames of arousal already growing bright. These days, it didn't take the vixen much to get turned on, especially since it was so hard for her to find pleasure. It accidentally left her feeling 'blue balled' a lot as of late.

Or blue... pussied? Is there a term for that? Uhh... n-never mind...

Resting back against the raised platform they presented the dildo on, Vivace gazed down at the head of the toy as she brought it close to her face. Nostrils flaring, she gave it a quick sniff, noticing its rather rubbery scent. The gaianite must have been covered in leather to make it feel nice; well, at least Rondo aimed to please. But she wouldn't know if it was really up to snuff until she stuffed it in her cunt.

To think... thousands of scientific dollars, all in the pursuit of making the galaxy's mightiest dildo. Hey, crazier things have happened.

"_Slick..._Mmm... _Slick..._Mmm..."

Licking the toy gently, Vivace began to lather the head of it with her glistening spit. It oozed along the side of the toy, running down its glands towards the bumps at the bottom. Its taste was industrial as one would suspect, but the vixen didn't mind. No, she continued to stroke and rub her tongue along the toy, covering it more and more with her saliva, while the heat in her crotch built higher and higher.

"Mmmm... so good..." she moaned against it, her other hand slipping beneath her pants.

The heat in her pussy had grown to an incredible level, so when her fingers touched her throbbing cunt, it sent a surge of energy through her. Her nectar had already covered her impromptu pants, her fingers soon coated in those juices as well. All the while, she continued to pepper that dildo with kisses and licks, her eyes closing as she began to use her imagination.

Mmmm, yes, this is what she needed; a nice, big, hung, randy man, one who couldn't wait to start thrusting into her. She could care less about skill and finesse right now, she just wanted to be rammed until she saw stars.

Pursing her lips, she pushed that dildo into her mouth, surrounding it on all sides with her oozing spit. It spread out among her lips and oozed along her chin, the Violet Vixen shamelessly slobbering all over that dildo. Back and forth she pumped the faux cock through her mouth, getting a feel for its length, its weight, its touch, its everything.

"Mmmmmm... mmmmmffff...!"

Then she pushed it deeper, forcing that 13 inch toy into her throat. For a regular woman, this may prove to be a bit difficult. For Vivace? Well, she only wished she had more. For now, she casually deepthroated the toy, her throat clenching and squeezing it as if it actually belonged to a male. Her deep moans filled the air as she did so, while her fingers curled fully into her cunt.

"Mmmmffff!!!"

Penetrating herself with her middle finger, Vivace's tight cunt immediately clenched around it. Her walls were immaculate, stroking her invasive digit where her expert control over her body once again revealed itself. Even here Vivace's skill was flawless, for she controlled her pussy to clench and milk her finger for all it was worth.

"Hrrrrrnnghhhh! Nnnggghhh!" and that dildo, "_Slliiiiiiiirck... POP!_Haaaah! Haaaah! Fuck that's good!"

"Remove your pants, Vivace," Aria's voice suddenly called through the speakers, "We must see everything."

"Mmmmnnn... yeah, yeah," replied the Super-Soldier as she hooked her thumbs into her pants' waistband, "Make sure you get all you need... fuck..."

Pulling her pants down, Vivace's pussy began to pulse and throb even harder. Her thick honey oozed down her legs and thighs in an endless stream, while her clit stood tall and proud. The rasin fur around her pussy was thinner, flaunting the bright pink color of her cunt.

Resting on her buttocks, Vivace spread her legs, a drone hovering right in front of her to see every sordid detail. Her oozing cunt, her throbbing clit, the puffy labia; all were revealed before the lens.

Vivace was so used to an act like this, that even the voyeuristic view of the cameras did nothing to deter her self-pleasure. She continued on, lifting her shirt and causing her large breasts to plop out into view. Just how large were they? K's? J's? Bigger than that? Ah? Did it even matter? Despite being so large, they barely sagged, if they did so at all, and their nipples pointed towards the heavens.

A Super-Soldier must be perfect in all ways, you know.

Another soft moan leaving her lips, Vivace placed a hand upon one of her tits, gripping it strongly. It filled her hand wonderfully, though her tit was still so large, it tried to break through the cracks of her hand. Her thumb and index finger quickly scrambled to clamp upon her hard, pink nipple, tweaking the nub left and right whilst sending more pleasure through her body.

"Haaaaaaah... fuuuuuuck... mmmmmmm..." she groaned, the pleasure continuing to build so much within her body.

Heat rushed through every inch of her body, her purple eyes locked upon her dildo as a whole. How wet it was, shining in the light of the room thanks to her spit and saliva from before. Nodding as if to confirm something, Vivace lowered her dildo down and down and down. It stroked between her breasts, the head of it ran along her abs, and finally it came down to sit right between her legs.

Releasing her tit with her other hand, Vivace instead brought it over to place her fingers upon her cunt. Forming a 'v' with her digits, she spread her labia apart, flaunting and showing off the deep, pink tightness that was her super-powered pussy. It oozed with honey and nectar, pooling beneath her where it formed a small puddle.

Meanwhile, Vivace aimed her dildo up with her cunt; its head with her pussy, its upper prong with her clit, and its lower appendage with her anus. And once she was sure everything was properly aligned, she pushed the toy in and--

"HRRRNNNGHH! FUCK YEAH! HAAAH! THAT'S IT!!!"

Head leaning back with absolute lust, Vivace's cunt spread around that thick dildo. It filled her out so nicely, its bumps and edges stroking every grove of her tight, pink walls. There was very little space to spare, with Vivace's juices splattering around the toy as she pushed it in deeper, and deeper, and deeper.

"HAAAAAHHH!!!"

The upper prong pushed hard into her clit, coaxing even more sensual groans from the Violet Vixen. It poked the hardened nub, pushed it, then beat it left and right with her ever twist and turn. A thousand bolts of electricity surged through Vivace every time her button felt stimulation, which in turn caused her pussy to clamp down even harder upon her toy.

Oh, but that lower toy wasn't to be outdone. While it was smaller than the head dildo as a whole, it was still long enough to penetrate her anus, which further elicited moans and groans from the busty badass. She pushed that toy in harder because of it, fucking herself in both holes with this glorious dildo. And due to her skills being so finite, so extreme, she could feel the two prongs rub up against one another as she fucked her ass and pussy in tandem.

The leather walls the gaianite was coated in must have been some of the greatest fabric in the galaxy. The way it stroked her pussy was perfection, drawing further moans and twitches throughout her form. Vivace's ears even stood up on end, her tail doing likewise. All the while, she began to push and pull that toy in and out of her puffy pussy and puckering anus, needing ever single bit of pleasure this toy could gift her.

And she was only getting faster the easier it became.

The thing is... the toy was meant to do more than merely pleasure Vivace. Like everything Aria created that dealt with her Super-Soldier, secret circuitry and machinery within scanned every action the Violet Vixen did to it. From the sensible (and evasive) like having a tiny camera on the very end to peer deep into her pussy, to a few scanners that painstakingly detailed everything within her juices, and alas, sensors that dictated the powerful pressure per square inch that Vivace's pussy was capable of. All of this information in all of these scans showed and told Aria one thing.

Vivace was squeezing down reeeeaaaaaalllllly fuuuuuckkiinnngg haaaaaaaarrd!!! How hard? Well... lets just say at a level of_500,000 PSI!_ By comparison, tempered gaianite - which the dildo is made of - has a textile strength of 445,000 PSI. So... yeah...

Vivace wins.

CRRRAAAAAK?! SPLIIIIITTTT!!!

"Huh!? What!?"

Suddenly, all the pleasure Vivace felt was jettisoned straight into space, her cunt having closed around something very uncomfortable. Groaning, she pulled the toy slowly from her womanhood to see that, yup, it had been destroyed by the power of her pussy. Its once smooth leather was split and torn, its circuitry could be seen sputtering about, and the mighty gaianite had been reduced to nothing but brittle stone. And to make matters worse...

"Fuck! Dammit!" Vivace shouted as she stood up, "I haven't fucking cummed yet! Dammit!"

"The correct term is 'came', Vivace," Aria replied, causing the Violet Vixen's eyes to snap over to the observatory, "Or... well... technically the correct term is 'climax' or 'orgasm', but I know you wouldn't use it."

"Well it doesn't fucking matter, Aria! Because I didn't fucking cum, or climax, or orgasm, or whatever! The damn dildo didn't fucking work!" Vivace snapped back as she wagged the flatten toy around, "'Hardest metal', my ass!"

Groaning in aggravation, this little experiment only served to make things worse! Vivace was now twice as horny as she was before, and twice as frustrated! She even tossed that busted dildo so hard at another machine, it actually penetrated its bulky surface and caused it to topple, though the vixen didn't care. Instead she stood up and pulled up her pants, then tapped the metal collar around her neck to return her bodysuit. And once it slid back on her form, she stomped angrily towards the observatory.

Where the odor of cum was strong in the air. Oh, and--

"Tch! Rghh! Where's the fucking mutt at!?" Vivace snarled, her purple eyes leering at Aria who was busy cleaning a nearby chair with a napkin.

"Professor Scherzo had a particularly powerful discharge whilst watching your... ahem... performance," Aria answered with a dismissive roll of her eyes.

"Well... at least someone's getting off up here... fuck..."

...

H-File Experiment #20.

There were many machines on Outpost Concerto, a majority of them weapons of some sort that further test Vivace's capabilities. This machine before them now was once one of them.

It was a strange device; eight feet tall, cylindrical in shape, with a computer screen and console at the side of it. On the front of the machine however was a bar like that of a piston, though at the end of said bar was a fist. A fist made of a tough material, though considering what she did to Gaianite just a little while ago, it probably wasn't tough enough.

A short while ago, this machine was one of many punching devices used to test Vivace's ever increasing strength. It also tested her defensive abilities, for it was capable of lobbing back punches that were strong enough to dent the hull of a starfighter. Vivace's many back and forth sessions with these punching machines have been toiled down within a variety of notes, though they have long since stopped being any sort of challenge for her. With her ever increasing strength, Rondo and Aria were forced to create stronger machines, which led to older ones being rendered obsolete. Most of the time, they were discarded. But sometimes - such as right now - they were given new life.

"So what, mutt? This thing's gonna fist the hell out of my pussy?" Vivace quipped with her typically snarky flair.

"Well... that's the plan..." Rondo replied, his shoulders in a shrug.

On one hand, he was preparing a machine that - as Vivace herself put it - was going to 'fist the hell out of her pussy'. The power and speed of these machines were unmatched, or well, unmatched by regular mortals such as himself. For Vivace, she could easily break the machine with a mere flex of her arms... and she has in the past.

On the other hand, fuck, was Vivace's sexual scent so overpowering. It oozed from her body, mixing with the sweat of her fully naked form. It took everything in Rondo's power to not gaze over at the warrior goddess, her legs spread eagle as she laid on a flat, metallic surface.

"Alright, alright, turn the fucker on," Vivace said as she rolled her eyes and relaxed, "I'll try not to break this one with my cunt..."

"I hope so too... these things aren't cheap ya'know," Rondo replied in a rare bit of wit from him, his fingers typing away at the console.

Turning the device on, he began to cycle through its command macros before finally activating one. A whirring noise echoed from the machine soon after, while its fist began to move. It slid up, then down, before taking aim with Vivace's sweltering cunt. Once it was sure everything was properly aligned, it--

FWAP!

"GAH! FUCK!"

It punched her in the cunt. Deeeeep into the cunt. That fist pushed into her pussy, stroking along every inch of her body, before retracting and returning to the machine's 'arm'. Then it sat there for a few seconds, before...

FWAP!

"HAAAAHHH!!!"

It punched her again, with Vivace throwing her head back, her eyes screwed shut. It should hurt, but it did the exact opposite; the vixen felt a rush of pleasure. Her lips curled into a smile, her legs tensed up, and her pussy started to ooze its juices out once again.

And...

FWAP!

"GAAAAH! SHIT YES! FUCK!"

Its powerful thrusts sent waves through her body, her busty breasts bouncing, her hair flying, her pussy juices splashing about. Her clear fluids coated the fist of the machine, which trickled down to its 'arm', and even fell off upon the floor.

But despite these mighty punches that could easily flatten steel and crush starships, it wasn't enough. No, Vivace needed--

"MORE!!!"

"Wh-what?" Rondo replied in disbelief.

"YOU HEARD ME! MORE! TURN THAT SHIT UP!!! NOW!!!"

"Uh... o-okay... um... Level 2 it is..."

Click!

FWAP! FWAP!

"GAH! THAT'S IT! YESSSSS!!!"

Now instead of one punch every few seconds, there were two incredibly fast, incredibly strong punches every few seconds. They shoved deep into Vivace's cunt, one right after the other, and each fist threw her up on that table she lied upon.

FWAP! FWAP!

"HAAAAHHHAAAAAAHHH!!!"

Vivace's eyes began to roll back, more of her juices splashing about as she was fisted by the mighty machine. It's width and length was far greater than that dildo from before, and the fist actually widened and forced apart her cunt. Once again, it should hurt, but the pain of being forcibly stretched did the exact opposite. This was something she hadn't experienced in a long time.

"GAAAAH! SHITTT! HAGGGHHAAAAH!!! MORE! MORE!"

"Fuck... m-more... o-okay... haaa... L-Level 3... okay..."

Click!

FWAP! FWAP! FWAP!

"HAAAAAAAAH!!! FUUUUUHHHUUUUUUUHHKK!!!"

Three massive blows, straight into her cunt, pushing deep towards her cervix, only to pull back. The fact that she took these massive blows without any breaks, any tears, any bleeding or injuries of any sort, was something to be in awe of. Her body truly was perfect for warfare, taking these massive blows, and only getting _pleasure_from it.

FWAP! FWAP! FWAP!

"HAAAAAYYYYYAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

Hypnotically her body lurched up and down, every blow jerking and forcing her up, before allowing her to relax. And Rondo watched every moment of it. The way Vivace threw her head back, her tits quaking, hair fluttering about, all as a visage of pure, slutty shamelessness took her face. Her purple eyes were rolling back, her tongue hanging from her lips, and whorish moans began to leave.

And yet...

"MORE! MMMMMOOOOOOOOREEEEE! TURN IT UP!!!"

"Fuck... I can't believe..." Rondo muttered as he skipped levels four, five and six, instead turning the machine up to, "Level 7!"

FWAPFWAPFWAPFWAPFWAPFWAPFWAPFWAPFWAPFWAP!!!

"HAAAAHAHAGGGGHHH!!! GAUHHHH!! FUHHUHCK!!! SHIIIIT!!! FHUUUUUCK!!!"

The blows were savage and relentless, each one pounding into her cunt with the power to reduce flesh to actual paste. They were fast too, multiple punches being launched in the blink of an eye. Rondo perceived that the machine could punch up to eleven times in only one second.

And Vivace took in every single blow. Not one was wasted, not one missed, and each one sent untold amounts of pleasure through her body. Now her body was a virtual blur due to how many times she was jerked up from the punches, with the audible sound of her breasts bouncing upon her chest echoing out in the chamber they were in.

Rondo himself just couldn't take it anymore. His cock was hard before, but now it was shamelessly throbbing within his newest pair of slacks. Seriously, this was his third pair today, and it looked like he was working up to pair number four already! But what else could he do before the Violet Vixen herself? Watching her get fisted senselessly by a machine, her thick, pungent juices filling the air with the odor of sex. From her figure to her abs, her pussy to her breasts, her sensual face that was moaning and groaning so loudly, it all mixed together like a sensually beautiful orchestra. Rondo just couldn't take it anymore!

And neither could the machine.

"HAAAHH! HAAAAAAH!"

""Hrrrgghhh! HAAAAHHH!?"

"ERROR! ERROR! ERROR!"

ZZZZZRRRRRRRRRTTTTT!!!

"Huh?"

"Gah!?"

ZOOOOSH!?

It was sudden, but it was felt. A wicked explosion roared from the machine, one that knocked Rondo onto his back whilst sending pieces of metal everywhere. The canine's eyes leered up to the ceiling, his throbbing dick shooting seed into his underwear and pants for the third time that day. Too bad he didn't really get the chance to enjoy it, for the smell and odor of smog flew into his nose.

Pulling up, Rondo's eyes befell the punching machine, with it having been utterly destroyed. Utterly destroyed by Vivace's pussy. Well now... that's new!

"Koff! Koff! Koff! Fuck! Ah! Koff!"

And wlaking out of the smog, her body still naked, was the Violet Vixen herself. Despite all the juices that oozed down her muscular thighs, no, she was no closer to climaxing now than he was before. Actually, that's a lie, she was closer to climaxing now than she was before. Unfortunately, being close does not mean you have climaxed, meaning...

"FUCK! DAMMIT! I STILL HAVEN'T CUMMED YET!" Vivace roared, the room shaking from the power of her voice.

"It's 'came'!" Aria shouted back through the speakers.

"WHATEVER! HRRRAAAAGGHHHH!!!"

Her frustrations having reached a zenith, the Violet Vixen stomped for the nearest sliding door, marching through it and eventually fading away from sight. This left poor Rondo still on the floor, laying through his - very confusing - post-orgasmic bliss.

"Haaaah... okay... H-Experiment #20. Failure... haaaaaahh..."

...

"DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAAAMMMIIITTT!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

"She's uh... really fucking up the machines out there..."

"Haaah... I swear... she's making me smoke extra now..."

The two scientist were in another observatory, this time gazing through into the station's gymnasium. Here, Vivace practiced and further honed her athletic skill, no matter what they may be. Usually, that meant simple things like jogging, lifting weights, flipping about on bars and whatever. This time, well, she destroyed whatever machinery Aria and Rondo had on hand at the moment. Drones, punching robots, fully-automated turrets with laser cannons and rocket launchers; didn't matter. She tore through all of them like a hot combat knife through butter.

"Haaaah... so... what now?" Rondo asked whilst looking over towards Professor Aria, who casually pumped her lips on a cigarette, "If she keeps this up, she'll eventually get through the wall. I hope you have something in mind, Professor..."

"Fortunately for all of us, I always have something in mind," the hare replied as she looked at her subordinate, "Perhaps the reason why we keep failing is because we try to use machinery instead of something... organic."

"Uh-huh... well... uh... I don't know if you realize this, Professor, but the reason why we don't use anything organic, is because Vivace will most likely kill anyone she sleeps with! And I highly doubt you want a lawsuit on your hands..."

"At this rate, I'll risk it..."

"Well... fuck... who would be crazy enough to sleep with Vivace anyway?" Rondo remarked as he looked back at the vixen, casually sipping his cup of coffee as he did so.

"Easy... you..."

"SPIIIIIISSHHH!!!"

Yes, Rondo did just perform a spit take. And honestly... could you blame him?

Looking over at Aria like she was screaming bloody murder, he simply could not believe what he was hearing. She wanted him to sleep with... her? The woman who just broke a punching machine with her cunt!? And he himself kept climaxing through no outside forces! Merely watching Aria be pleasured was enough to trigger his own orgasms!

Think of that for a moment...

"Professor Aria - with all due respect... ahem... ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY!?" he shouted, causing her ears to bend.

"I'll have you know, that all the great scientists are crazy," she replied before taking another pump of her cigarette, "Mmmff... haaaa..."

"Alright, fine, humor me! How would I even go about doing such a thing, Aria?"

His response? A mere sly sideways glance. The hare didn't say anything, instead pumping her lips on her cigarette yet again. Rondo merely looked at her in an incredibly confused manner... before slowly realizing what she was hinting at.

"What!? That!? Nononononononono! Aria! That's insane, even for you!" he stated, knowing full well what she was referring too.

"Unfortunately for you, Professor Scherzo, you _no longer_have a choice in the matter..." Aria replied as her eyes beamed upon him.

"Wh... WHAT!?"

Now he was even more confused! That is... until his superior gazed down towards the cup of coffee in his hands, causing him to do likewise. It was then that he realized just how fucked he was.

"Wh-what!? N-no! Aria! D-did you drug my coffee!?" Rondo said, astonished by how brazen she was being.

"We've reached the Godzilla Threshold now, my subordinate," Aria replied, "If Vivace is not pleased, she'll only grow angrier and angrier until she kills us both, and you know that. Besides..." she pumped her lips on her cigarette, before letting the smog out of her nose, "Fuuuuuuh... you should have really paid attention to the Contract you signed. Section D, Paragraph 9, Bullet Point A, and I quote 'Professor Aria has unrestrained access to my body, which include - but are not limited to - drugging, sudden injections, and midnight experimentation'."

"I don't fucking... what!? Like... Ah!? H-how many times have you drugged me before!?" he asked, to which Aria merely turned away.

"I think it's best if you don't get an answer to that question," she retorted, making Rondo's face turn pale, "Now then... you know what to do. H-File Experiment #21 begins now."

"And you know of my H-Files... haaah... why am I not surprised..."

Tapping the console before her, Aria caused the speakers in the gym to suddenly buzz on. Hearing this, Vivace came to a halt, before looking over towards the observatory with her powerful purple eyes.

"Vivace," called the hare through the machine, "We have prepared the newest toy for you. Please try not to destroy it."

"Fucking finally!" she replied before crushing the CPU of a machine she was fighting, "Urrgh! I was getting bored!"

That being said, what she got was a bit surprising. For walking out of the observatory was not a machine... it was Rondo. An incredibly embarrassed, incredibly scared, Rondo.

"Haah... 'toy'? I'm a fucking living being, Professor..." he could be heard muttering beneath his breath as he approached the vixen.

"Um... what the fuck is this!? A fucking joke!?" Vivace snapped, "He better be holding a fucking bomb in his hand or something, cuz I know he's not the 'toy' you're talking about!"

"Professor Scherzo has undergone some... enhancements to help in the procedure," Aria replied, "Feel free to do with him as you please."

"WHAT!?" both the vixen and the dog shouted out in unison.

"Whatever she pleases!?" Rondo then cried, "Professor, she'll_literally kill me!!!_"

"That is a risk I am willing to take," she replied.

"WHAT!?" GRAB! "Haaahhh...!?"

Voice reaching a high-pitch, Rondo looked forward, his eyes immediately meeting Vivace's powerful gaze. Her hand had grabbed his crotch in a grip that was strong and firm, yet still tender enough to cradle his dick and balls within. Nevertheless, it was clear that - at any moment - she could break him with the greatest of ease.

"P-please be gentle..." he muttered, to which shook her head.

"I'm gonna fuck the hell outta you..."

And to prove that, she grabbed his clothes, sank her claws through the fabrics, and--

RIIIIPPPP!!! TEEEEAAAAAAARRRR!!!

"Ah!?"

In an instant, his clothing was torn to shreds; from the lab coat on top, to his underwear beneath. Pointlessly, Rondo placed his hands over his cock in an attempt to cover himself, while Vivace pressed the button upon her collar. In doing so, she caused every inch of her bodysuit to vanish in a shine of blue light.

Earlier that day, the mere sight of her naked body had Rondo cumming like a fool. And now? Oh... he felt that bubbling desire to do so again. His cock immediately grew to maximum length; hard, pink, throbbing with such vitality, and already oozing his precum. The same went for Vivace, whose cunt was still hot and puffy, despite Experiment #20 having occurred hours ago now.

WHAM!

"Oof!?"

Knocked on his back in the center of the gym, Rondo gazed up towards Vivace's towering body, specifically that pink pussy that hovered right above his crotch. There was no build up, no foreplay; Vivace wanted to fuck, and she wanted to fuck now!

So she popped a squat right above his crotch, her hand reaching down to grab his dick roughly. It hurt... but in that pain there was pleasure, one that had Rondo moaning hard. Vivace didn't care, instead rubbing his dick up against her slit, before properly aligning everything. And once the aim was set, she--

"Hah!"

"HOOOOOOUUUUUUHHH!!!"

One push, and Vivace took every inch of his canine cock into her pussy. It was long and thick, the knot already expanding in size. But for the vixen? Well... it might as well have been nothing. It was far too small, far too pathetic to please someone like her!

Yeah, the same wasn't true on Rondo's end. So this is what Vivace's cunt felt like? It was amaaaazziinng. Eyes rolling back, Rondo indulged in the tight, velvety walls of her muscular pussy. They pulled him in deeper and deeper, a hold of submission that showed her dominance over him. And how it squeezed on him so tightly, despite having been fisted by a machine earlier that day. Fuck, could he even go back to regular women after this?

Then again, it's not like he's a playboy who fucks girls all the time so... guess he's not missing much.

"So... what... this is a joke?" Vivace said in a dismissive, disappointed manner, "Well guess what, Aria: I'm not laughing..."

Little did Vivace know that a tiny machine had also been placed on Rondo's person. Hiding away within one of his lab coat's pockets, it revealed itself to be the size and shape of a four-legged bug. Slowly it made its way over towards Rondo, where it emitted an electrical prong from beneath it, took aim with Rondo's neck, and--

Ziiiip!

"Hm?"

Just a tiny little zap, but that's all that he needed.

"Hurrrggh!?"

"HUH!?"

Now it was Vivace's turn to be taken aback. Imagine if you will, something expanding within your body. Something big. Something hot. Something meaty. Imagine if it filled your pussy to the absolute brim, beating out some of the toys you've plaid with. No, imagine if it beat out all of the toys you've plaid with! Imagine that appearing in your hot, stuffy cunt, in only a few seconds.

That's exactly what Vivace was going through right now.

"Nnnghhh! Haaaaah! Wh-what the shit is this!?" she shouted as she looked down.

On average, Rondo's dick stood at a modest six and a half inches, seven on a really, really good day. But in a matter of mere moments, his cock suddenly expanded to ten inches, then eleven... a few pauses, and then it started to grow again! Fourteen inches, to seventeen inches! Seventeen inches to twenty inches! Twenty inches to twenty-two inches! Twenty-two to twenty-six! Twenty-six to twenty-nine! Then a few seconds... and...

"Haaaaahhh! Too big! Aaaaaahhh! Fuck!" Rondo cried.

SHLLLLUCKKK!

"Gahh!"

Thirty-three inches! Thirty-three inches of thick, wide, fat, canine cock. It filled Vivace's pussy from one end to the other, leaving her with almost no space. And considering how toned her body was, a visible lump had formed along her flat stomach, showing just how big Rondo's cock had become!

"Wh-what-what the fuck!?" the vixen said, before giving a loud and shivering groan, "Nnnnnghhhh...! Fuuuuuuuckk... it's shhhhooooo biiiiiiiggggghhh!"

"On planet Florus, there is a particular genus of female flower known to enhance the sex organs of male flowers," Aria's voice said through the speakers above, "If one can dilute the spores used in this mating dance, they can easily transfer it into other forms. Hundreds if not thousands of performance-enhancing drugs have been created from these flowers. Pills are the most common, though injections are popular too for permanent enhancing. Since having an enlarged penis would hinder Rondo's already lackluster performance in the laboratory, I instead spiked his drink with a special concoction I created called PE-12. All it took was a jolt of electricity to energize the spores currently flowing within his blood stream. His penis should go down in the next, say... thirty minutes?"

"Th-thirty minutes?" Vivace replied, a sliver of drool hanging from her lips.

"L-lackluster?" Rondo repeated, still cognizant enough to be insulted by such a statement.

"Yes, thirty minutes," the hare repeated, "Enjoy yourself, Vivace. It will not be here for long."

Immediately her eyes looked down on him, seizing upon Rondo and causing his voice to get caught in his throat. He could only stare back in absolute horror, because he knew she was going to go all out on him right then and there. Thirty minutes, right? He just needed to endure... no... survive, thirty minutes?

Yeah, fuck... he should've signed his will before he entered this room.

WHAM!!!

"Hooooouuuuhh!?"

Suddenly Vivace's hands slammed down on his chest, sending a quake through the naked dog's body. And also... like... why wasn't he flattened into a crisp by such a thing? Seriously, his bones felt strong. Really strong! Strong enough to rebuff Vivace's strength in fact!

What the hell had Aria done to him!?

But that didn't matter now, not when he had an amorous, lustful, horny vixen impaled on his cock. Looking up into those purple eyes, they were so bright, so sharp, and glared through ever fiber of his being! Rondo swallowed his spit, while the grinning, drooling Vivace raised her hips.

So much cock, so much thick, horny penis. It slid through her cunt so slowly, the veins stroking along her velvety walls. This was way, way, way better than some dumb dildo! The way this cock pulsated, moved, throbbed within her, sending quakes and shivers of pleasure through the vixen's body. She leaned her head back and let out a howling moan, while Rondo shuddered in response.

"Hrrrgh... V-Vivaceeeeeeeee...!" he groaned, unable to contain himself.

Vivace's pussy... what was there to say about it? His larger cock filled her out perfectly, heh, almost too perfectly considering the visible lump upon her usually flat abs. It was like a glove a size or two too small for his hand, but there was no tearing or pain here, nothing but pure pleasure.

Thirty minutes... haaa... thirty minutes... okay.

"Har har har! I'm gonna fuck you nice and hard, mutt!" Vivace said in a brutish manner, her nails digging into his chest fur, "Get fucking ready!"

"Nnnghh... y-yeah!" he replied.

"ORA ORA!!!"

PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

The vicious pounding of her hips upon his cock echoed all out into the gymnasium, bouncing off walls and machines, where it came right back into Rondo's ears. Vivace's perfect body danced on his penis, her juicy, plump ass clapping against his waist, and her great breasts bouncing up and down. To see it all was amazing, and to feel it all even more so. Rondo's brown eyes rolled up in lust, shameless moans leaving his lips that mixed with Vivace's powerful panting.

And she was smiling. Sure, it was a delirious, drooling, slobbering smile, but a smile nonetheless. Somehow, he was pleasing her! His big, thick dick was pleasing her, and he wasn't being flattened into paste while doing so! Every inch of his cock slicked through every inch of her pussy, pushing in deeper and deeper into that amazonian body, and making it moan all the while. It reached to the point that his cock pushed up to her cervix, threatening to break into that barrier as a whole. And with how Vivace was riding him, she was aiming to do just that!

"HRRRAAAAHH!!! N-NO! IT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH!!!" the vixen roared, though Rondo was far too overwhemled with pleasure to even care, "I NEED... MOOOORREEE!!!"

And Vivace knew how to get that 'more'. A woman who's confirmed kill count ranged in the thousands, she knew more than just a few ways to put a body into submissive, be it in battle or in sex. So looking down, she grabbed Rondo's legs by the ankles, lifting and pulling them up. That brought him out of his sexual high, instead watching as the Violet Vixen put him into the amazon position!

His legs were pointing up towards the ceiling, his cock still buried deep within her muscular snatch, and her power kept him pinned on all accounts. Vivace was treating him less like a willing partner, and more like a sex toy.

Her grip on Rondo's legs was strong enough to bend steel... so why didn't it hurt? Why did none of this hurt? Had Aria drugged the dog so much, that bone-crushing pain no longer registered to him? If so... thank the heavens! He wanted to experience this to the fullest, consequences be damned!

"LET'S... FUCKING... GOOOOOOOOOOHHH!!! HAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

Aria's roar and the bouncing of her body easily drowned out the whorish moans that left Rondo's lips. He was awash with pleasure, eyes rolling back as he allowed the vixen to dominate his body. Her pussy pushing up and down on his throbbing, enlarged dick, his balls having also grown large to match. They swished and swashed with so much cum, pre oozing into her pussy that leaked down the lines of his dick. His knot too started to flare and grow in size, yearning to be pushed deep into that pussy and coat her walls with virile canine spunk.

The feeling was mutual.

Purple eyes sharp and hungry, Vivace's aimed to push that cock into her pussy whole. It did not matter its size, it did not matter its knot, it did not matter if she was riding him bareback; she wanted every inch of that cock deep inside her.

Her pussy hadn't felt this good in soooooooo long! The throbbing, the twitching, the splattering of precum it shot into her cunt; yes, how could she not love this!? That dildo and punching machine from before just couldn't match the feeling of a hard, warm, thick dick, pounding into her pussy.

So harder and harder she road him, her cunt slurping and sliding along his dick whilst moving further and further down. It widened her out incredibly, but soon she found resistance that was almost too big for her. That of course being Rondo's enlarged knot. If his dick was over a foot wide, then his knot must have been even more so.

The fact that something this big could exist on someone this small was amazing in and of itself! It drove Vivace to ride him even harder, even adding a twist down with her cunt as her purple eyes started to roll back.

That overwhelming pleasure started to drown out her thoughts, her tail wagging furiously behind her to show how happy she was. Vivace also began to slow down, another slobbering of drool hanging from her lips. Looking down slowly, she read Rondo's slutty face, how his eyes too had rolled back, and his tongue hung from his mouth like the panting dog he was. Fuck, it was amazing; the orgasmic face of someone who was living in pure ecstasy.

And Vivace was poised to join him.

That knot. She needed that knot! She needed to be filled out by every inch of it, no matter what! It already pushed deep enough to kiss her womb, could it actually penetrate her cervix as well? Such a thing would be painful for a normal girl, wouldn't it? But Vivace? Noooo, she's far from 'normal'. A Super-Soldier like her needed everything to be the extreme. Mere vaginal penetration just wasn't good enough, she needed--

"ALL OF IT! HAAAAAAHHHH!!! AAAAALLLLL OOOOOOFFFFF IIIIIITTTTTT!!!"

And she would most certainly get all of it.

Drawing up, Vivace's pussy slicked along Rondo's cock until her labia were just barely sitting at the tip. The canine shivered as he felt the cold air of the gymnasium grace his length, and that drew him back to reality. Staring up as best he could, his eyes fell on the glorious amazonian beauty that was the Violet Vixen, from her spiky purple hair, to her amazing purple eyes, those large breasts, that stunning musculature, that sweat-laden fur, those hardened abs, and - of course - that pink pussy which was still holding his dick hostage, even when at the tip. The room was deadly silent for the moment, with the only sound they could both hear being that of each other's panting and breathing.

And then Vivace grinned.

"HAAAAAAAH!"

And she roared!

"HOOOOOOUUUUUUHHH!!!"

And Rondo roared too!

WHAAAMMM!!!

One push down, and the Super-Soldier slammed every inch of Rondo's cock into her pussy, all in one go. The dick, the knot; everything went inside of Vivace, and she didn't stop until her pelvis met his pelvis. The impact of such a push was great, sending a quake through the room that shook the machinery around them. It was a press that should have - in all honesty - crushed Rondo's pelvis into dust. But thanks to the affects of PE-12, he was okay.

Well... he was okay for now.

But that's not what mattered now. Deep inside of Vivace with his dick so hard, Rondo could feel everything. He could feel her pussy stroking his length, how amazing those velvety walls were. He could feel her juices as they oozed down his cock, some of it barely able to break free of their tight seal. He could even feel the musculature of Vivace's amazing body holding his dick hostage, letting him know where he belonged.

It was heaven. It was paradise. It was ecstasy. It was euphoria. It was--

"Hrrrgh... HAAAAAAAHHHHHOOOOHHHHH!!!"

"GUH!?"

Slamming upwards with his waist as best he could, Rondo pushed his dick up deep against Vivace's cervix, and finally began to cum. Copious amounts of his seed splashed into the vixen's womb, plastering and painting it all white. Blast after blast after blast, and they never seemed to slow down. No, it was like a cannon of cum, shooting deep into her cunt in a relentless fashion. Rondo just wouldn't be pleased until he emptied the entire contents of his balls into Vivace, and considering the size of them right now, that would take quite a while.

And Vivace herself? Oooooooh yesss, she felt it. She felt all of it. His seed was so hot, she felt as if her womb had become a heated bathtub. Not to mention how thick his seed was, where it pushed down on Vivace's body, making her feel heavier. Her figure was toned and muscular, but Rondo's semen was so powerful, it actually caused her belly to grow distended. Those abs grew rounder as they were pushed on the opposite end by so much cum, and it felt... it felt... it felt...

"Haaaah... amazing..." Vivace muttered in a rare moment of clarity as she rubbed her rounded stomach, "Amaz-INNNNNNGGGGGGHHHH!?"

To make sure they were bound - to make sure his seed could not escape - Rondo's knot put on an extra dozen inches, widening out and perfectly locking them together. That sudden growth was exactly what Vivace needed. All the fucking, all the teasing, all the toying, and his own climax, finally lead to this.

Vivace began to cum.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHNNNNNN!!!"

And such a cute, high-pitched moan it was.

One eye twitching, the other eye wide, her mouth in a slutty 'o', the Violet Vixen finally had the climax she was looking for. It roared through her body like a rocket, where it fell down on her pussy. Slick womanly juices suddenly squirted from her cunt in a jet stream, one that was clear and white. It arched up first, then fell and splattered all over Rondo's face and chest, matting down his fur.

Vivace sat there for a few moments, wobbling on Rondo's cock, still twitching like her body was being jolted with electricity. But after a few moments of sitting upright, she released the grip she had on Rondo's legs, then fell forward right atop him. It's not like they could go anywhere with that knot in the way... though, neither of them really wanted to move much.

"Haaaaahhh... haaaaahh... haaaaahh..."

"Hhhffff... hffff... hfffff..."

They panted so heavily at a lost of breath, though Rondo's were muffled thanks to Vivace's heavy body being on top of him. About the only thing else that sounded off was that of a distant door sliding open, and the accompanying footsteps that followed soon after.

"Good job..." Aria quipped, a pleased smile on her face as she gazed upon the two in their post-coitus bliss, "It seems as if H-File Experiment #21 was a rousing success!"

...

SPPPPPPPSSSSSSSsssssssss...!

Steam coated the air around her, and a very pleasant steam at that. As she vixen arose from her healing chamber, she felt... refreshed, relaxed, like she'd just woke up on a warm summer, Sunday morning on one of planet Oceanus' beautiful beaches. Oh yessss...

But instead of washing waves and the smell of sea salt in the air, she awoke to cold, sterilized white walls and churning machines. Ah... a bit different, but by now, she was more than used to it. Heh, it even brought a smirk to her lovely face.

"Did you have a nice rest, Vivace?" a certain professor's voice called through the fog, with it dissipating to reveal a rabbit.

"Yeeeaaaaahhh... haaaaaaahh!" the Violet Vixen replied with a yawn, "Haaaah... not a half bad sleep, I gotta say. Heh! My pussy doesn't feel as worn out as I thought it would."

"That's all your fault, remember," said Aria as she tapped the side of the healing capsule, "You just had to wear yourself out on Professor Scherzo's penis. But... at least you are no longer frustrated so..." she shrugged her shoulders, "Alls well that ends well, I suppose."

"Speaking of the mutt's dick..." Vivace said as she leaned over on the capsule's edge, "It really did get soft again, right? Like... if he wants to get it big again, he'll have to--"

"Be under the affects of another dose of PE-12," Aria answered, "So, yes, Professor Scherzo's... um... dick, has turned flaccid again."

"Oh fuck... that sucks..." Vivace said with a shrug of her shoulders, only to grin and laugh, "Hah hah! But it's a good thing I didn't kill him, huh?"

"Yes... instead you put him in a sleep he has yet to recover from," Aria replied, "He's been in bed for the past _two days_now, thanks to you. That's two days of pay without him working, because I couldn't possibly blame him for your urges."

"Ah... I'm pretty sure he doesn't mind..."

"I'm docking it out of your pay..."

"Dammit, Aria!"

The hare merely rolled her eyes, while Vivace began to steadily arise from her chamber. But before she could reach out and grab Aria by her thin little neck, the door to the room slid open, revealing Rondo. The mixed breed canine looked rather exasperated at the moment however, for his fur was messy, his lab coat was put on his body in a haphazard manner, and he had a slightly crazed look in the eye.

Neither Aria nor Vivace were particularly impressed or alarmed.

"The hell's wrong with you, mutt?" Vivace even asked in a snarky and belittling manner.

"The hell's wrong with me!?" he repeated with a sharp tone, "I dunno!? HOW ABOUT THIS!?"

Grabbing his lab coat by the middle, Rondo pulled it apart to reveal his cock. His impossibly huge, thick, throbbing cock. It practically slid along the ground, with nuts the size of basketballs flopping along with him.

The sight of his hyper-sized penis was enough to get a rise out of the two. Especially Vivace, who began to drool.

"Mmmmm... and here I was thinking the only thing good about you mutt was your brain," she quipped, though Rondo was in no mood for her attitude.

"Aria!? What the fuck did you do to my dick!?" he shouted at the hare, whose reaction was far more muted.

"Interesting. It seems as if your body retains the effects of PE-12 for far longer than what is usual."

"YA THINK!?" he shouted in a sarcastic manner, "Professor Concerto... get this thing outta me! I can barely walk, and I can't even put on pants! It's fucking cold up here!"

"Well... I could stick a needle in your penis and suck it out that way..." Aria remarked, though Vivace was quick to throw her own two scents into the equation.

"OOORRRR!!!... you could fuck me some more," she replied whilst rising up from her capsule, her drenched body and fur glowing in the light of the room.

"Wh-what? I thought you were already, like, done, Vivace!" Rondo replied, confusion wrought on his face.

"You idiot mutt; I'm a Super-Soldier!" she replied, "That means I fight hard, and fuck hard! My libido's insane, dumbass! And right now..." she gave him a hungry glare, even licked her lips as well, "You're the only person in the universe who can _please_me..."

"O... ooooohhh shit..."

"'Oh shit' indeed," Vivace said as she got closer and closer and closer, "Now pucker up, mutt! Mmmff..."

"MMMFFFF!?"

On Vivace's end, the kiss was simple. On Rondo's end, well, it was like he was being sucked into her mouth with how strong her kiss was. It left him panting and gasping for air, eventually falling over on the floor with Vivace atop him. Trapping his rapidly hardening cock between her thighs, she began to squeeze him whilst kissing him more and more.

All the while, Aria watched, her glasses pushed up on her face. It hid the rather lurid gaze she had in her eyes.

It would seem as if the H-File Experiments would continue on well into the future.