Star Fox Lost Adventures: More Isn't Always Better
#2 of Star Fox Lost Adventures
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Pronouns (her/hir/his) are all based on the current mindset of Krystal. I figured this would be confusing if I didn't explain it. This is the second part of my series, the first being Krystal's Fun. I have ideas for two more stories after this, if I keep interested. Please feel free to comment and vote, and let me know if there's anything you'd like to see done or changed. :)
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Without further ado, enjoy!
Krystal awoke with a gasp in-route to Nadon, a mining planet with only a few populated areas in central locations. Not far from where she had been dropped off by the Great Fox, the Arwing was only a few minutes from entering orbit. "Ugh..." The vixen held her head, groaning as her vision blurred. "What...happened?" Krystal remembered cumming with the vibrator, which she bumped into with her toe. Ok...so why had she passed out? That had never happened before...
Blinking groggily, she held her hand in front of her face and tried to focus. She vaguely remembered something being not quite right about her mission.. As her vision gradually cleared, Krystal took deep breaths to try and relax herself. Something still didn't feel right, though.. Krystal frowned and looked down, noticing a thick tan cock jutting proudly from her...his...hips. "WHAT THE HEEEELLLL!?!?," she screamed as she snapped fully alert. "Wha..why do I have a cock?!" Feeling herself tenderly, Krystal shuddered as her fingers danced over her protruding sheath, big cock, and full balls, before finding a more familiar friend just beneath. "Is this a dream?...It feels real."
Tentatively, she worked her way back up, caressing hir furry sacks. She's certainly seen Fox's many times before, and hir new...equipment certainly seemed genuine enough. As she fondled the orbs, shi felt a warmth running through hir hermified body, and moaned as she moved up to hir new cock. "Ha.. This isn't so bad, right? So I've got a cock. Cocks are good. I like cocks. What's so weird about having a cock?," she said quickly, not sure if she was going crazy or what. In any case, the new shaft seemed to be quite real, as she tried wrapping her hand around it- unfortunately, hir slender hand hadn't changed, and shi couldn't quite grasp the entire circumference of hir new man-meat.
"Well, if this is a dream, I should have some fun before I wake up!," Krystal said, grinning as shi began to pump hir new penis. As hir hands flew up and down the foot and a half shaft, the fox's balls pulsated gently, warmth running throughout hir body. Completely forgetting about the fact that she was on course towards an inhabited planet, Krystal pumped furiously, shuddering as she ran over the sensitive underside and feeling hir new, heavy balls clenching beneath hir. Soon, Krystal came, crying out in joy as the new sensations flooded through hir. Thick jets of hot fox cum splattered against the control board and viewport, tapering out after a solid minute had gone past.
Slumping against the chair, Krystal felt his body tingling and weakened by the force of his masturbation. Looking down through bleary eyes, he saw his new, thick cock standing still proud, and felt how right and natural it was. But.. Krystal prodded his large boobs, which still seemed quite unaffected by his new additions. Honestly, they felt less right than the new additions. A small and quiet voice in the back of Krystal's head protested that the bouncing boobs were supposed to be there, and the cock wasn't, but he ignored it and ran his fingers over his sheath and it's contents. "Computer, plot landing course for this planet. Land me somewhere populated." With a quick beep of acknowledgement, the Arwing tilted slightly and began to enter the atmosphere. Moments later, a member of the planetary security hailed Krystal, and a holo-window appeared on the viewport.
"Unindentified vessel, indentify yourself.," said a short squirrel-anthro, who's beautiful features and cleavage struck Krystal as quite beautiful. "I am Krystal McCloud, wi..mate of Fox McCloud, and a member of Star Fox. Let me land."
"Y-yes, ma'am! It's always a pleasure to service Team Star Fox!" Krystal grinned at the word 'service'. The attractive young lady would learn the meaning of the word soon enough. "My name is Sandra Hale, and may I say I'm one of your biggest fans?," said the squirrel, clearly excited to meet such a legendary figure. "Yes, thank you... but I would like to land now, please.," replied the fox with a hint of a growl in his annoyingly feminine voice. "Of course....OK, I'm transmitting the co-ordinates now for the landing platform. And...ma'am?" "Yes..?," growled Krystal, growing more impatient at the delays. "Erm... are you naked?" Blinking rapidly in surprise, Krystal looked down at himself, realizing that those infernal breasts would be quite visible. "I suppose I am. What of it?" "N-nothing, ma'am. Just please be sure to wear some clothes when you land..." "Fine, fine. Krystal out.," he said, hitting the button for the comm-cancel. Settling back in his chair, Krystal gripped his thick meat again and started pumping. "While I have some time before getting a piece of that ass..," he said, grinning as he began jacking off in earnest.
Half an hour later, Krystal's Arwing touched down inside Nadon's capital city, Sanjir. The rough architecture was befitting on a mining colony, and little expense was spent on making the city into the pristine skyscrapers of bustling worlds like Corneria. Re-activating the skinsuit that he had left on the Arwing's floor, Krystal winced as the tight suit halted at the new addition to his body, before the internal sensors adjusted and spread to tightly cover Krystal's cock, leaving a rather obvious tent in the suit. "Damnit," Krystal growled. He'd have to make Slippy adjust the suit. He wasn't a woman anymore, afterall.
As Krystal popped the canopy of the Awring and leaped out, he noticed that only one other person, the young squirrel...Sally? Samantha? Whatever her name was, she was waiting alone for him. Perfect. The fox grinned as he strode quickly towards were she awaited him. Sandra, for her part, was beaming that she got to meet in person one of the members of the famous Team Star Fox, the saviors of the Lylat system. Four times, no less! Her excitement didn't stop her from noticing the large bulge at Krystal's crotch, though, and she gasped when she realized what it had to be. That had never been in the holovids! Getting control over herself quickly, Sandra greeted Krystal. "I'm so glad you've come, Krystal! Are you on a mission? Can I help? Just say it, anything!"
The busty herm sighed and shook his head. "No, no mission. I'm just here to wait for.. my team to get back. They're on a mission without me. I appreciate your welcome, Sally, but I'd really just like to find somewhere I can rest. Do you know of a hotel or something I can stay at for now?"
"My name's Sandra, Mrs. Krystal! And I can do even better- I can take you to my own flat right now!" Then she blushed, realizing that she might be overstepping a little. "That is...if you'd like to...," she said, more subdued. Krystal just grinned like a madman and clapped Sandra on the shoulder, staggering her. "No, no, that's just fine! Just lead the way, my dear.," he said. Sandra briefly caught a glimpse of something in Krystal's dark eyes that she didn't quite like, but it was soon gone.. she'd probably just imagined it.
Half a local hour later, the two stepped off a public service-tram at an average but well-kept apartment complex, which boldy stated it's name "Gold Mine Housing" in glowing neon letters. Briefly looking around, Krystal followed Sandra, not so much keeping an eye on her as her tight, swaying butt and tantalizing cleavage. Krystal's cock, still erect after all this time, gave a twitch in it's tight prison, causing the fox to wince. Sandra, for her part, happily continued to talk about herself, the planet, and the local spaceball team, which Krystal didn't mind. He was soon to get what he wanted, one way or another, and he prided himself on patience, despite the raging hormones demanding pussy, NOW.
As Sandra walked in and flashed her ID card to the clerk, and old racoon wearing thick glasses, Krystal picked up the pace, nearly stepping on the squirrel's heels in the process. "Oh! I'm sorry, Mrs. Krystal! Here, it's just this way.," exclaimed Sandra, walking slightly quicker so she didn't get run over again. Moments later, they stopped in front of apartment door, which confirmed her identity with a quick retinal scan and swung open. Krystal stopped in the doorway, looking around. Along the left wall, a comfortable looking bed hugged the wall, quite large enough for two people. Above it hung a picture of an older squirrel lady, presumably Sandra's mother, and an unknown male dog, who seemed a few years younger than the lady. Polished chestnut furniture filled most of the room, and a large holoscreen was secured against the wall, opposite the bed. At the end lay another door, presumably to a bathroom.
"Please, Mrs. Krystal, make yourself at home!", Sandra said, busily stashing away her work items into a dresser, which Krystal noted had several pictures of him while fighting in missions. Some of them she could remember easily, some she couldn't, but it was obvious the young squirrel thought a lot of him. "Too bad..," Krystal muttered, low enough that Sandra couldn't hear. "Do you live alone?," asked Krystal, dropping his small essential satchel on the floor near the bed. Sandra answered from the next room, "Oh, no. I live with my friend Lora. She's my best friend, she's lived with me since I was old enough to move out. She's won't be home tonight, though, which is a shame...she'd love to meet you." Krystal looked out one of the windows near the holoscreen, feeling a slight twinge of guilt that he was going to rape a girl if she didn't let herself be fucked in the first place. It didn't help that the small voice in the back of his head was stirring and complaining, either. Scowling, he shoved it aside and turned back to Sandra, plastering a smile on his face as she left the bathroom. Instead of the work uniform she had worn, she was now dressed in a simple light shirt and pants, her bra showing clearly through the thin shirt. Slut.
"Oh...is that so?," Krystal asked, laying back on the bed. "Please, Mrs. Krystal, make yourself at home! I have some food in the fridge if you're hungry, or I could leave while you rest. You're welcome to anything.", said the squirrel, content in making her idol happy. Krystal sighed and hit the release pad on her suit, relaxing as it slid off his shapely body and dropping onto the hard floor. His cock sprang free of it's rubbery prison, bouncing as it sprang to attention in the cool air, as his breasts (annoying things!, he thought to himself), rolled around as he moved. Sandra stared at Krystal's huge, thick cock and unconciously licked her lips, before wrenching her gaze back to Krystal's face.
Krystal grinned as he saw Sandra's expression. "Like what you see, eh?" Sandra nodded, tentatively, afraid of Krystal's response. "It's...beautiful. I'd never known you had a...a dick before, though. None of the holos have ever shown it." Krystal bounced off the bed, landing upright in front of the girl, who watched with a mixture of awe and fear as the beautiful fox-cock jiggled. "Dear Sandra," Krystal started, holding the enraptured squirrel's chin and looking in her eyes. "There's more to me than the holos have ever shown. And one of those things is that, at times, I am one VERY horny fox.," he said, grinning. The smaller squirrel giggled at the thought, before suddenly realizing what that probably meant.
"Y...y..you want to have sex, Ma'am? Er, sir? I...I can't! I'm saving myself for..for my boyfriend," she said, warring with herself. Krystal's massive cock was just in front of her own wettening pussy, and she felt hornier than she'd ever known. But she was also a devout girl, and good girls just don't have sex with random people, no matter how they worship them! Still...
"Please, Sandra. I really need this.," the fox said quietly, fighting against the urge to rip off the girl's clothes and rape her right now. His cock urgently needed attention, and he couldn't hold it down any longer. "We can...start easy. Just suck it, that's all I'm asking." For now, at any rate.. Sandra, shivering slightly, nodded and knelt down before the pleased Krystal. "For you...", she said, as she opened her mouth and went down on Krystal.
The sudden engulfing of his thick cock caushed Krystal to shudder in pure pleasure, the experience of a woman's mouth pleasuring him a new and loved one. Krystal placed a hand on Sandra's head, and said "Oh, gods...that feels so good, Sandra... Keep it up.." Holding still for the moment, the larger fox-herm allowed the squirrel's distended mouth to grow accustomed to his huge shart. The girl had obviously had practice before, if she could take so much, and as she began to bob her head up and down while swirling her tongue along the sensitive underside, Krystal knew without a doubt that Sandra wasn't as good a girl as she pretended to be, which made him feel slightly better about what he was doing. "You've done this before, haven't you...Sandra?," he said, beginning to buck his hips as his cock bumped the back of the squirrel's throat. Her only reply was to take one hand off the floor and start rubbing Krystal's clit with one finger and juggling the furry sacs with the other. The full orbs still pulsed rapidly, provided Krystal with the man-spunk that he would need. As the squirrel suckled the fox's rock-hard shaft like a mother's teat, Krystal could rapidly feel his orgasm coming.
"G..gah...so good...", stuttered Krystal, causing his whore to smile in an embarressed way. Though she'd never done anything other than oral sex, she and her boyfriend had 'gotten it on' many times, and both of them enjoyed their lovemaking experiences. Sandra was glad that she could make Krystal feel good, though she could hardly believe she was in this position with her idol. After another minute or two of sucking, Krystal's engorged shaft flared and unleashed it's payload, flooding down the squirrel's mouth and throat and causing her to gag, which made Krystal feel even better. When she realized the flow wasn't stopping, Sandra's eyes flew open and she pulled off Krystal's dick, receiving several blasts of steaming hot herm-spunk in the face as she coughed and gagged.
Krystal slumped, his energy leaving him as his cock sagged slightly. Breathing heavily, he looked at Sandra and grinned, managing a brief "Thank you.." The squirrel nodded, glad that Krystal thought she did a good job, but at the same time worrying about her boyfriend's reaction to her blowjob. Unfortunately, Krystal's hyper-charged sex drive wasn't done, yet... moments later, the kernel of intelligent thought that Krystal had managed to hold on to was flooded in hormones, demanding more pussy, more ass, RIGHT NOW. Staggering back to his feet on shaky limbs, Krystal hovered over Sandra, who stared back confused. "Y...you think that was enough? FUCK THAT, BITCH!," screamed Krystal, slamming the horrified squirrel into the floor and tearing clothes off in an instant. "Wha-what?! NO!! KRYSTAL, NO!!," shouted Sandra as she realized what was happening.
Far beyond caring, Krystal threw the discarded clothing, panties, and bra away from himself, and lined up for entry. Sandra struggled and held her thighs closed at the looming prospect of rape, crying and pleading for Krystal to let her go. Far beyond caring, the sex-obsessed Krystal suddenly slammed home, forcing apart thighs, lips, and walls as her mammoth member did what it knew best- which apparently meant raping an innocent girl. Screaming agony as her hymen broke, Sandra struggled anew , managing to do nothing but anger the fox inside her. "SHUT THE HELL UP, BITCH!," Krystal yelled at her, slamming his hips home time and again as she tore apart the poor girl's insides. "You're nothing more than a toy, you hear me? A fuck toy. A walking cunt!," Krystal said, suddenly deadly quiet. Sandra wept as she realized there was nothing she could do against the far stronger Star Fox member and his huge phallus.
After several minutes of frenzied pounding, lubricated only by Sandra's blood and a smattering of Krystal's last cumshot, the poor squirrel fell unconcious, in blissful escape of the rape. The tightened muscles felt even better on the invading cock, and Krystal growled in pleasure as he continued to take his victim. His heavy, furry sacks slammed into the cunt as he hilted himself, a foot and a half inside the girl's body. The thought of what he was doing, what little thought he had, turned him on even more as he continued at his hormone's command. Eventually, Krystal came, howling and slamming home one final time, sending a shudder through the girl's body, before spraying another impossibly large load directly into the womb of the squirrel. Pulling out of her pussy, Krystal directed the spray onto his new fuck-slave, coating the soft fur with spunk.
Regaining some small measure of lucidity from hosing the girl in a second load of cum, Krystal grinned ferally at the unconcious body. "You liked that, bitch, even if you didn't know it. I think I'll make you my personal cunt when I...when I..." Krystal suddenly screamed in agony and horror, the small voice in the back, Krystal's true self, fighting against the unstoppable waves of testosterone. Though she herself truly wasn't even aware of what she was doing, she fought back against her cock's commands, leaping away from the collapsed form and hitting the bedframe. The sharp pain helped Krystal's mind to clear, and she staggered away backwards. "No! I...no! I couldn't...no...NOOO!," Krystal screamed, hurtling through the door and running away from the worst mistake she had ever made.