Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!

“Brut0X engage target Bellextra.”

“CONFIRMED.” The Brut0X’s voice booms through the canyon as it emerges from its hiding place on the opposite side of the canyon, casually pushing aside the boulder it was hiding behind. Bellextra whips around, still holding Melodia against her chest with one arm. You almost feel bad for Bellextra. She was directly between the Brut0X and yourself. Two threats which she might have been able to handle individually, but never together. You take your shot.

And are incredibly disappointed when it is harmlessly dispersed against a personal shield. Well fuck me. Still not knowing which threat to face, Bellextra chooses you and brings Melodia along with her. Poor girl will get whiplash at this rate.

Not being programmed to deal with personal shields, the Brut0X fires three darts from its shoulder mount. Unlike your energy based stun bolts, these pass through the shield with no resistance. Very good to know. Projectiles good, energy weapons bad. Fortunately, you did bring an appropriate back up gun. Those darts are coated with you’re paralysis/aphrodisiac combo. One of your favorite combos for hunts, the toxin makes the victim incapable of resisting, and incredibly horny. Other than making them fun to play with when you get them back to the dungeon, it is very distracting if the paralysis doesn’t take.

The Iah Kuruh roars in anger. She drops to one knee and lets Melodia go in the process. Melodia wisely books it. Heavy thuds fill the canyon as the Brut0X charges. It pleases you to see Bellextra’s cock snap erect. I’m going to enjoy that. Bellextra shakes her head and tries to stand but fails. The Brut0X is within 100 feet now. Bellextra takes aim from the crouch and fires. She misses. The Brut0X is 60 feet away. You pump your own shots harmlessly into Bellextra’s shield. They won’t do anything other than distract her, but that will be enough. Another shot from Bellextra, another miss. With 20 feet to spare, Bellextra shakes her head and sites down the barrel. The blast blows off the Brutox’s right arm, but fails to stop it’s rampage.

A wild swing knocks the grenade launcher out of Bellextra’s hands, and the backswing locks onto Bellextra arm. You smile as an array of restraint devices and sex toys prime themselves to violate the herm-alien. Unfortunately, the Brutox grabbed the hand that was not wearing the power gauntlet.

A warcry that clenches your sphincter erupts from Bellextra. A metal fist smashes up through the Brut0X’s armpit, violently separating it from the body. With both hands, Bellextra begins to beat the robot to figurative **** with it’s own arm. Oh fuck me. You don’t dare fire for fear that it will give away your position. Instead you pull out your needler. There are two downsides to the needler. The first is that is short range, which you knew in advance. You just thought that the rifle would cover for that. The second, is that it uses the same toxin that the Brut0X was using. Until 30 seconds ago, you would not have considered this a drawback, but the Brut0X did not have a whole lot of luck with that strategy so you are consciously tempering expectations. Wow, with the benefit of hindsight, this is the wrong tool for the job.

After 7 strikes the arm has been shattered to the point it can no longer be used as bludgeon. Bellextra discards the arm and begins ripping the Brut0X apart with the power gauntlet, tossing the pieces aside with callous abandon. Finally, she lets out a series of screams in time with her own exhales. Visibly heaving she walks over and grabs her grenade launcher.

At this point, she only knows your general direction. You’ve only shot at her when her back is turned so if you wait until she gets in range and then unload on her with a full clip of needles, that should be enough to paralyze her. Should. You just have to bide your time. Even if the needler isn’t enough, you have a tentacle grenade, and the stun whip. Just stay calm. You got this.

With movements only slightly unsteady from the toxin she reloads the launcher. She takes a moment to observe your side of the canyon and takes aim. Ca-chunk, Ca-chunk, Ca-chunk, Ca-chunk, Ca-chunk, Ca-chunk. Six shots. None of them anywhere near you. They all burst harmlessly over your head. Ha! She casually reloads.

She’s not even doing anything. Just standing there waiting. This fucking bimbo. I think I’ll strap her to a table first. Spread eagle with that cock pointed up in the air. Ride that cock. You revel in the image. The thought of all the dirty, nasty things you’ll do to her. You feel yourself moisten and you smile. You could lie on your bed with your legs spread open for your new ****’s cock. You’d have a leash for her, which you’d use to direct her while she fucks you in an armbinder. Gagged of course. Until you want her to lick you. Your hands slip down between your legs and stroke. Damn combat suit. Your strokes intensify in an attempt to give yourself more pleasure through fabric designed to stop weapons fire. I wonder if I can slip a hand down there. Why do I feel so tired.

You glance back down in the canyon. Bellextra is slowly walking up the slope. Slowly purposefully. Every so often she stops to sniff the air. You admire that chest. I’ll be able to **** both her tits and her cock, and then i’ll be able to sodomize her, and then I’ll be able to get fucked by that fucking dick. God dammit I want a nap. Something is off. This seems familiar. But you’ve never seen Bellextra before. You’ve never seen an Iah Kuruh before for that matter. There’s no way you could have fantasized about them before. And why the hell are you so tired? You were wired right up until she missed those shots. When is that toxin the Brut0X shot into her going to start working any ways?

Toxin. Toxin. With a jolt of energy, you wake up. That bitch. Those were gas grenades. Colorless, odorless, gas grenades. She dosed you. THAT FUCKING BITCH! Shooting up a target with aphrodisiacs is your move. How dare she. Oh, you are going to **** those magnificent tits and that glorious dick for real now. Where’s your needler? You dropped it while you were thinking about what you were going to do to her.

She has gotten way too close and she sees you right as you find your needler. You both take aim at the same time, but you are quicker on the draw. Dozens of needles, no longer than your thumb spray out of of the thin barrel. True it’s the same toxin the Brut0X used, and the same dosage, but you fire way more darts.

Enough needles stick out of her torso that she resembles some bizarre, red, humanoid porcupine. “HAAAHHH!” She screams in pain. She also has what you are quite confident is an involuntary orgasm, spraying white fluid into the air. With a look of utmost hatred and concentration, she brings her launcher to bare. Her hands are shaking with the effort of holding the large weapon as paralyzing poison courses through her veins. You don’t give her the chance to fire. You lob your tentacle grenade at her. With a ruthless efficiency that is their trademark, the tentacles restrict, then restrain, then arouse their victim. One tentacle wraps her arms together. Another binds her legs. Two more begin teasing her breasts while another violates her ass. The last tentacle snakes around her balls and up her shaft, gently but firmly stroking.

You stand up and draw your whip. A lash wraps the whip around the grenade launcher and a flick of the wrist sends it flying. “You have destroyed a very valuable piece of equipment.” You strike her across the breasts. “You gassed me.” Another strike, this one to her nuts. “I’m going to take you back to my ship, and I am going to spend months using you in every way my twisted little mind-”

“Hey, Natalia.”

“What!” you scream over your shoulder. “What-Where did you get that?”

Melodia is behind you on a hover bike. Under one arm she holds a piece of equipment you assume is the Dixon VII transmitter. She looks very pleased with herself. “Well we rode in on this, remember? We parked behind that- Oh you mean this.” She holds up the transmitter. “It was wired into her communications system. I grabbed it while you two were fighting since she didn’t bother to lock up her ship. When she said that she had already installed it, I knew there were only a few-”

“Melodia, I’m very proud of you but stop talking. I’m about to **** my new sub.”

“Uhh, are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. She destroyed my robot and made me incredibly horny. Like, dripping through my armor horny.”

“Ya, I can see the wet spot. But I don’t think you’ve thought it through.” She points.

You turn to look. Incredibly, the Iah Kuruh has managed to fight against the tentacles and is slowly pulling them apart. She has just enough slack now to reach one of the tentacles with the power gauntlet. It takes a lot of energy to overwhelm a Senigol tentacle grenade. You know that from experience. You need a small generator. Such as the one strapped to Bellextra’s back. When she grabs a tentacle, blue bolts of electricity arc through the gauntlet, into the tentacles, and across Bellextra’s body. Her sensitive spots where the tentacles have focused their attention get the most juice. She screams in unbelievable pain and the tentacles go limp. Tossing the tentacles aside she rises to her full height, energy crackling from an armored hand.

“You know Melodia, I think you may have a point.” Without a second thought you hop on the bike behind her.

“I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN TO THE ENDS OF THE GALAXY AND I WILL BURN EVERYTHING IN MY PATH!” Bellextra screams as you fly away.

“Mistress, I believe her, do you believer" asks Melodia.

“Yes I do.” The bike accelerates beneath you, and the vibrating engine reminds you of your other concern. “As soon as we’re in hyperspace where she can’t reach us, I am taking out all of my sexual frustration on you.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”