Roles A

Sledge stood in front of the mirrored wall of the small room and scrutinized his appearance; fully naked save for the miniscule leather thong which bulged outwards considerably from the size of his penis, he had opted for having his nipples pierced while a black, glistening tattoo stretched upwards from his right thigh over his abdomen to his left shoulder. He had heard the others speak of these kinds of tattoos, that they were in fact nanotechnology that produced pheromones, something which had made Sledge very interested. While his looks and the strange powers he possessed made something like that redundant, he loved the concept of it.
In a few minutes, he was to take the stage and perform a striptease for a room full of half-drunk, horny women, and after that fuck a few of them. That was the nature of the joint where he was working, an all female clientele looking for studs and sluts to ogle at and then fuck.
And Sledge loved it.

Thyra squatted down in the arroyo, glancing at the tracks which led further into the dried-out riverbed. Dressed in knee-high, stiletto-heeled boots in black leather, a pair of hot pants of the same material and colour, a studded leather collar around her neck and two pieces of sticky latex over each nipple, she was armed with two vibro-blades slung across her back and a pair of blaster pistols. Thyra had chosen to try out the life of a wasteland warrior, and had soon after coming to Galaxia Seven’s inhospitable outback stumbled across a set of humanoid footprints which she had decided to follow.
Adjusting her sunglasses and checking that her guns were just where she wanted them, Thyra began to follow the trails further up the arroyo.

Hauk sneaked along the pavement of the street in the lowest segments of the Pleasure dome, dressed in a trench coat, army pants and a muscle shirt. In the mood for some adventure and excitement, Hauk had decided to take the place of Truman Rollins, the renegade Space Marine from Cyrus Industries. The real Rollins was now instead sitting on the beach on the luxurious resort planet Andromeda Nine, having his cock sucked by two Hotel Whores while enjoying watching the sun set over the ocean and sampling his drink.
As for Hauk, he was doing his best to fit the part of a fugitive, all though he hoped that the two busty vixens sent out to catch him would soon find him.

River sat in her spaceship at one of the spaces-port’s platforms, having trouble deciding on what to wear. Like Hauk in particular, River had decided to get a taste of danger, and the character of Judy Black, a ruthless bounty hunter who was infamous for being significantly worse than the people she went after, would hopefully give River that thrill.
Black, a sexual predator who stood 6 feet 5 inches with dark caramel skin and massive tits with pierced nipples, the left breast carrying a tattoo stating “Bad Girl”, was also a **** trader, and she stood for more or less everything that River opposed, and so River had decided that she was going to catch Black, break her and turn her to become one of the good guys.
Quite a challenge, really…