Agent Busty is On The Case

Billie checked the coordinates on her phone. The Cryptid energy signature ended here, at this ordinary house in the Pleaseville suburbs.

"I hope nobody is hurt," Billie said to herself.

The nature of this Cryptid was special, so S.M.U.T. wasn't able to determine exactly what this Cryptid was. It didn't seem like this ex-human was a notable one, so Agent Busty was sent in alone to gather information.

She scanned the premises, opting to enter the backyard for optimal stealth. As she entered she saw a woman **** in the yard. Billie rushed over to check her vital signs.

"Phew, still alive," she sighed, "but she seems to be experiencing some sort of bad dream."

Billie noticed that the woman's face was contorting, as if in some sort of discomfort. She then stuck out her tongue into the air and lapped at it in a somewhat... sensual manner.

Billie didn't know what was happening, but she was willing to bet it was the Cryptid's work that was causing this. The bastard was going to pay.

The agent entered the house, doing a sweep of each room with her stun gun at the ready. She entered the living room where she found some familiar faces, all lying on the table asleep.

"What the hell?" Billie muttered, going over to check on them, not realizing the smirking short man behind her raising his hand.

Agent Busty blinked. Suddenly, she found herself in a medieval city of sorts. Billie looked around and saw horses drawing carts, people in medieval clothing going about their day, and guards dressed in chainmail armor. She looked down at herself. She seemed to be wearing a mix of armor and nun clothing, with a her midriff and a generous amount of underboob showing. The only armor she really had were her metal gauntlets, and she carried a huge greatsword with her as well. What was this place!?

She immediately calmed herself down. Cryptids had all sorts of magical powers, and this world was most likely just the product of the abilities the Cryptid she was tracking had cast on her. It was also most likely what had happened to the others. If Billie could find some way to exploit this world, she could save everyone and apprehend the Cryptid.

First, she needed information. She walked up to two guards standing by an alleyway, hoping they could give her some details about the world she was in.

"You want to know more about this world?" the guard asked her quizzically, "Like what?"

"Anything, what is your world called?" Billie asked.

The two guards whispered to each other, before cracking a smile.

"I think it's better we show than tell," the other guard spoke.

"O-okay..." Billie.

A few minutes had passed, and Billie felt like she only had more questions now.

"Are you sure... this is a custom in your world?" Billie asked as her hands were against the wall.

The guard was ramming his cock inside her, and responded, "Are you doubting us? You have to have sex with the men you want to converse with you here? Did nobody teach you your manners?"

"S-sorry, I'm just not from around here," Billie admitted.

"Clearly not, now shut up whore and take my cock!" the guard barked as he continued to fuck Billie, "I've always wanted to fuck a Holy Knight... I'm so damn lucky I ran into a naive one..."

"A naive what?" Billie asked, wondering how this alternate world made sex feel so real.

"I said shut up!" the guard yelled as he grabbed her tits from behind, "Damn you're tight!"

Agent Busty stayed focus, even as she was being fucked from behind. She needed to understand the rules of this world quickly, before the Cryptid gained too much power from the Pleaseville Leyline.