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Time to have some fun.\n\nCommissioned by Repanbo for PineconePangolin\n\nIf you want to get a commission for yourself, keep an eye on my journals and my twitter DraconiconWrite for updates on when I'm open.\n\nEnjoy.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Ellyra, the head of Robocorn Inc. in Docetri, has a little visitor. Time to have some fun.

Commissioned by Repanbo for PineconePangolin

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Enjoy.", "writing": "[b][u][center]Two Gals in the Garden\nFor Repanbo and PineconePangolin\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n \n \n \n \n \n\n\n\nEllyra, CEO of Robocorn, Inc. and a rising member of Horsepower, Inc., was in the middle of watering her garden when she received a notification from her security wards. She didn’t pause in watering the rows of flowers that ran from one end of the rooftop to the others, but she did tilt her head, the circuitry that formed the robotic brain of her rooftop shell acknowledging the warning and asking for more information.\n\nIt flickered into view as she stood up from the trough of plants. Clip-clopping along, the face of her shell did nothing to betray the knowledge that was pouring through the magical connection to the building’s security system. A mixture of Machine-magic, Perception-magic, and others combined to give her a small window in the corner of her vision, not unlike a fresh-opened program on a computer screen, and she flicked her attention to it.\n\n“Hmmm, hmm…”\n\nThe robocorn hummed, looking at the image of a heat signature climbing up the side of the apartment. It was indistinct enough that she couldn’t quite tell what it was, or whether it was a danger, but there were few safe things that would take the effort of climbing up the side of her building. She watched until the figure reached out with one hand, grabbed hold of the camera, and short-circuited it with nothing more than a touch.\n\n[i]Hmm, someone’s not being very friendly.[/i]\n\nEllyra looked down at the watering can. The reflection of her shell looked back at her. Dark-‘skinned,’ the shell was as artificial as it came, and though naked, it didn’t look particularly sensual compared to some of the other models that she had down in the rest of the building. Glowing eyes, glinting running lights along her horn and hips, and a few other little features made up the rest of the shell.\n\nIt was a little outdated, and she made the decision that it was expandable. It could be sacrificed, if it came down to that.\n\nShe lowered the watering can back to the rooftop, still humming to herself. The security field confirmed the location of the camera: three paces back and a few dozen feet down. She would be able to spot the figure coming up soon enough, and they would be popping their head over the side in approximately five seconds.\n\nFive seconds was a very short time for an organic, but for a machine-mind, it could be very nearly an eternity.\n\nOver the course of the first second, Ellyra made the decision that she would hold herself at the edge of her current shell just for safety’s sake. If it ended up being destroyed, then there would be no issue in finding a new one, but best not to risk losing any data.\n\nDuring the second second, she made the decision not to harm the intruder. If nothing else, the newcomer had made things more interesting for the day, and they were good enough at what they did that they might be useful for some of the other, more corporate objectives that Ellyra had for her life.\n\nAnd the third through fifth seconds were used to get in position, right above where the heat signature had been climbing. The robocorn waited, arms crossed, with her eyes shifted over to view the heat-spectrum rather than the visible one.\n\nUp came the shape.\n\nThe robocorn smiled.\n\nThe lightning fell.\n\n#\n\n“Well, that wasn’t very nice,” Ellyra said as she opened the door to the rooftop in another, more up-to-date shell. “Are you often that murderous?”\n\n“…You’re a robot.”\n\n“I’m a [i]lot[/i] of things,” the mare said, giggling. “And you’re not really supposed to be up here, but yet you are.”\n\n“You’re not that upset about dying.”\n\n“Well, I’m not dead, am I?”\n\n“No…you’re not. And that’s new.”\n\n“So are you.”\n\nThe intruder was not what the robocorn had been expecting. She had thought that it would be some sort of squirrel, or other rodent-like creature that had ascended her tower from the lower parts of the city. Perhaps some cat, or something that was particularly good at climbing, but not this. Not a pangolin.\n\nAdmittedly, the thick claws that the stranger had were more than suitable for getting a grip on the building and dragging one up to the top, but she hadn’t thought that someone like this would find any reason for that. The robocorn cocked her head to the side, tapping her chin as she took in the stranger.\n\nA pangolin was hardly a common species, but there was something intriguing about this one. Not just the fact that she was naked and completely exposed to the elements, though that took a certain kind of bravery. Or necessity, Ellyra realized; that would have been why there was nothing for the cameras to pick up but heat, since there were no enchanted clothes that had to be taken into account. Wider hips, nice breasts, but those were things that the robocorn saw every day, and they weren’t new on the pangolin. Nice, but hardly new.\n\nBut there was something else, something…intriguing. Ellyra’s scanners on the new model could just barely pick out something in the air, a little magical aura that followed the pangolin around. It wasn’t a spell that had been cast on her, but more like something enchanted, like there was some item somewhere on her person. It was…intriguing, and certainly something that might be useful for her purposes later on.\n\n“You haven’t tried to kill me yet,” the pangolin said, leaning against the railing around the garden. “That’s new, too.”\n\n“Oh, I’m not one of those killers, dear,” Ellyra said, shutting the door and leaning against it –\n\n“You bounce. A lot.”\n\n“Hehe, it’s a new blend of silicone with a few other proprietary chemicals. They make for lovely boobs, but they do get a little more…active, than I think most people would want.”\n\nEllyra smiled, using her forearms to nudge her breasts up and down. There was definitely more of a jiggle there than there used to be, and she knew that the same thing would happen with her rump when she started walking across the rooftop. If one was off, then the other was the same, and there was little that one could do about it. She shrugged it off, looking the pangolin in the eye again.\n\n“I’m not a killer,” she continued. “Even if you did blow up one of my spare shells, I don’t hold a grudge, hon.”\n\n“…Why not?”\n\n“Is this because I’m a corpo?”\n\n“Well, at least I know I got the right address…”\n\n“Something tells me that you’re going after my bosses, not me,” Ellyra said, sitting down on the edge of one of the plant troughs. “Going for some of the nastier people on Horsepower, Inc.?”\n\n“Hmmm, let’s say that I am.”\n\n“Then I think that we might have some similar goals. Might.”\n\n“Is that so?”\n\nThere was a little quirk at the corner of the pangolin’s mouth. Much as it was tempting to think that the little quirk was the robocorn’s teasing little hook catching her interest, she could already tell this one was too smart to be teased into a working relationship with someone in a corporation without some incentives. Ellyra uncrossed her legs and crossed them again, completely unashamed of her shell’s nudity. She ordered the servers that housed her intelligence and memories to copy themselves to several back-ups off-site, just in case everything went tits-up, and in the meantime, she continued.\n\n“Let me guess. You’re here because I’ve been a naughty little mare, working for the big, nasty corporations, and even running one of my own. You think I need to be punished, taught a lesson, maybe flogged a little for being so [i]naughty.[/i]”\n\n“…Okay, look, I’m not the dom here.”\n\n“Ooooh, even better.”\n\n“Giggity. Wait, what?”\n\nEllyra sputtered with giggles as the pangolin did the same. For a moment, perhaps two, they forgot what they were.\n\nIt couldn’t last. The pangolin collected herself as the mare took a second longer, and the other woman stood a little taller as she looked down at the seated robocorn. There was something flickering in her eyes, and for a moment, it almost was like looking at another machine, one that could think just as fast as she could…and who still had a living mind and heart.\n\n“Let’s say that you’re right and I thought I’d give them something to think about. What’s stopping me?” the pangolin asked.\n\n“Well, first, the new body.” Ellyra gestured down at herself. “Just because it’s hotter and bouncier doesn’t mean that it’s harder to kill than the last one.”\n\n“Fair. But what about you? As a person, why shouldn’t I?”\n\n“Do you know anything about Robocorn, Inc.?”\n\n“Mostly a business that builds various labor shells in the shape of equines, alters individuals with augmentations that allows them to be more equine, and with a division that focuses on equine-based sex toys.” She smiled. “Am I right?”\n\n“…Kinky that you know about the toys.”\n\n“But am I right?”\n\n“Oh, you are, definitely,” Ellyra admitted, chuckling. “Not an exhaustive list, of course. We also advocated massively for the equine population of the city well before becoming part of Horsepower, Inc., and we’re currently part of three different lawsuits against other corporations – and the city court, itself – to make sure that new laws are put into place to protect equines from unfair labor practices.”\n\n“Wait, wait. Wait. You’re telling me…your company is [i]pro[/i] employee?”\n\n“Strange, isn’t it?” Ellyra giggled. “But we are horses. We’re supposed to be a herd, a family. And that means unions, and that means protections.”\n\n“…A CEO being pro-union. Never thought I’d see the day.”\n\n“Mmm. Horsepower, Inc. doesn’t like the idea as much as I do, and that’s kind of the rub.”\n\n“[i]That[/i] I knew about.”\n\n“So, here’s the thing. I don’t like their way of doing things, and they don’t like my way of doing it. But they’re a lot more aggressive about trying to get me to stop. They reported me, tried to sic an inspector on me, all those things,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “I’ve been trying to figure out a good way to get back at them, but here you are. A sneaky little pangolin that just fell right in my lap, and who knows? Maybe she just happened to get some corporate security information before she disappeared down the side of the building again. Certainly I can’t be held responsible for what happened after she blew up my shell.”\n\n“…I like where this is going.”\n\n“Mmm, I thought you might.”\n\nIt wasn’t a perfect plan, of course. There’d need to be some serious work to make sure that none of this came back to bite her in the ass, and she’d need to be triple-sure that the pangolin could be trusted to carry this out without ratting her out. But at the same time, the idea of fucking with the board over her and showing them how they were [i]so[/i] wrong after all the bullshit that they had been throwing her way…\n\nWell, it was appealing, and no lie there.\n\n“So, do we have a deal?” Ellyra asked.\n\n“Just one thing first.”\n\n“What’s that?”\n\n“Two things, actually. First…names.”\n\n“Oh, that’s fine. I’m Ellyra, and you are?”\n\n“…You agree to that [i]way[/i] too fast,” the pangolin said, shaking her head.\n\n“Call it the privilege of power.” She smiled. “And your name?”\n\n“…Call me Izzy.”\n\n“Izzy? I shall. Is that Ishmael? Isabelle? Or is it something more exotic?”\n\n“Heh, let’s leave it at Izzy for now,” the pangolin said, shaking her head as she crossed her arms under her breasts. “I trust you more than I did, but that doesn’t mean that I trust you completely, you know.”\n\n“Oh, I know, and that’s smart. So, what’s the second thing, Izzy?”\n\n“If I’m going to trust you, I need to get…close to you. And you’re not bad. Not as bad as some of the other corpos that I’ve dealt with. So, how about we get a little…more intimate?”\n\n“Oooooh. You want to get a little naughty, too?”\n\n“Well, like I said, I’m not the dom here.”\n\n“And like I said…even better.”\n\n#\n\nFive minutes later, there was a new installation in the center of the rooftop garden. Hung from several pylons that housed the berry vines, the pangolin was completely spread, her legs pushed apart and tied to keep them that way, her heels pressing against her rump and her calves against her thighs. Her hands were tied behind her, and she laid back in mid-air not dissimilar to the way that a person would lie in a hammock.\n\nEllyra thought that the pangolin could hardly have looked better. Pressed forward just a bit by her position, the scaly woman was completely displayed, her breasts hanging down just a bit against her chest, nipples hard against the morning air, and her legs spread enough to show off both her holes. She looked positively appetizing to the robocorn, and Ellyra rubbed her hands together in glee.\n\n“Mmmm, I’m going to have fun with you.”\n\n“You look like you’re ready to give thanks or something.”\n\n“What a meal I am about to receive.”\n\n“Oh, lord,” Izzy muttered, rolling her head back.\n\n“You can’t just serve me a bakery like that and not let me enjoy it.”\n\n“Look, I work hard for those buns.”\n\n“And I’m going to enjoy them ever so much. Maybe I can get a different shell up here to glaze them.”\n\n“Don’t push it,” the pangolin muttered.\n\n“Mmmm, I’ll push something…”\n\nThe air was sweet with the smell of flowers and other garden scents, but Ellyra was more focused on the plump – but firm – pangolin booty right in front of her. She knelt down, rubbing the other woman’s thighs, feeling the muscle just below the scales and flesh. Her fingers slowly pressed deeper and deeper, eventually reaching Izzy’s hips, and she spread those legs further still. As her thumbs rested on the other woman’s pussy lips, she fanned them open, and the pangolin groaned quietly.\n\n“Mmm, looks like someone’s been waiting for something like this.”\n\n“Mmmph…I don’t get a lot of – ah – a lot of friends looking at me like this…”\n\n“Heh, who says I’m a friend?”\n\n“What’s that thing you were saying? ‘Even better’?”\n\n“Heh, enemies to lovers?”\n\n“Or enemies to fuckers.”\n\nThat was an easy one to deal with. The robocorn fanned the pangolin’s pussy a few times, her scanners taking in information that might have been a bit of a cheat to have. She could just make out a few little bits and pieces that were interesting to her, sensitive spots, flares of fluid, and more that indicated the best spots to tease and play with. She stroked her thumbs on either side of the pangolin’s clit, drawing it out and giving it a bit of attention, but she had a few other thoughts for this poor little girl.\n\nSending a little message down the server connection, she let the automated system get to work. A few things were gathered from inside the building and sent up a chute, and she ignored the rest of the updates as she turned her attention to the pangolin’s other hole.\n\n“Very clean,” Ellyra said. “Have I said how much I appreciate that?”\n\n“Clean girls don’t leave traces behind.”\n\n“I bet you’d leave a snail trail behind on some ops.”\n\n“Heh, I have ways of handling that.”\n\n“Like what – ooooooh.”\n\nIzzy showed off her tongue, and it was one hell of a tongue, even by pangolin standards. Long and slender, it wouldn’t spread something very much, but it was able to reach quite far, and she even put on a little show by sliding it right between her breasts and down between her legs. Ellyra made a mental note that pangolins could do that, and smiled as she rested her rump on her hooves.\n\nIt was quite the little display. Izzy grunted as she gave herself a few licks, and Ellyra could see that it clearly did something for her, but the pangolin’s pussy was quickly licked clean by that talented tongue. She didn’t even get the chance to get a taste for herself before it was all handled.\n\nAh, well.\n\nShe smiled, leaning forward and thumbing the cheeks apart. Some of the pangolin’s juices had dripped down there, leaving the pucker nice and shiny, and she smiled as she gently pulled at it. Nice and tight, not gaping – yet – which meant that she hadn’t met a certain draconian headmaster. Ah, that might happen in time.\n\n“Mmmph…”\n\n“Ooooh, is someone less familiar with a tongue back here, perhaps?” Ellyra asked.\n\n“Mmmph…it’s…definitely new.”\n\n“Oh, you’re going to love it, particularly when –”\n\nTHUNK.\n\n“Ah, there it is.”\n\nEllyra reached over to the small bowl that had popped out of the ground. The garden had many tiny access points for the system that ran through the building, allowing for seeds or more to be sent up when she needed them. In this case, it was a small bowl filled with sticky pads that were perfectly suited for making a good little girl squirm.\n\nThe robocorn picked them up gently, peeling off the backs before slowly sticking them to one place after another. The sole of the foot, the inner thigh, one on each side of the pangolin’s pussy, and then a bit higher. A pair on each tit, covering the nipple ever so gently, and finally – with the absolute weakest of them – against the sides of the other woman’s neck. Izzy looked up at her with some small concern, but there was just enough trust and confidence in the other woman’s eyes that Ellyra didn’t stop.\n\n“Ready to have some intense fun?” she asked.\n\n“Heh, I was wondering if you were ever going to start.”\n\n“Cheeky.”\n\nIt wasn’t precisely magic, but it was magic over a wi-fi connection. Ellyra could feel the system connecting to the various pads across Izzy’s body, and she sent the first command down the line.\n\n“NNNGH!”\n\nThe pangolin arched her back as she got two strong zaps right to her nipples, short and sweet, but nonetheless intense. Ellyra flicked her attention through the program, sending more through the various pads.\n\nZap the thighs.\n\nTickle the soles.\n\nBuzz that pussy.\n\nThe machine-brain of the shell could pick up every last bit of biological feedback, taking in and analyzing the way that the muscles spasmed and clenched up, how the body responded with heat and shivers and the little bit of moisture starting to appear between the pangolin’s legs once more, and the way that she was huffing in surprise. Smirking, the robocorn continued. A pulse up above, the shock to the neck pulling some muscles tight to the point where Izzy clenched her teeth shut with a soft click. Another zap right to the sides of her pussy, again, again, again, making her sex flutter and wink like a mare’s.\n\nAnother.\n\nAnother.\n\nAnother.\n\nShe stared the whole time, a small smile on her face as she indulged herself and her new friend. Her tongue hung out, sticking out the side of her muzzle as if she was focusing on a new, tricky puzzle as she played the pangolin’s body.\n\nZap. A little huff and hiss, thrusting the chest forward.\n\nZap. Toes curling, a little sweat along the sole.\n\nZap. The neck, tensing, head vibrating quietly, a collar of electric current around the pangolin’s neck.\n\nPulse.\n\nPulse.\n\nPulse.\n\n“Nnnngh!”\n\nAnd then, just as her scanners detected that the other woman was right on the edge, she stopped. The pulsing pleasure of the electricity came to an end, and so did the ache and heat that she knew would be going through Izzy’s muscles. She smiled, stroking around the pads with slightly rubbery fingers, looking up at the little free agent.\n\n“How was that, to start?”\n\n“Oooooh, boy…”\n\n“Good?”\n\n“Very good.”\n\n“I’m just getting warmed up.”\n\n“Oh, you better be…that’s not enough to get me off yet…”\n\n“Close, though. About 92%.”\n\n“That’s cheating. That’s –”\n\nA little zap clicked the pangolin’s jaws shut, and Ellyra giggled as she gently pushed the other woman’s legs apart again. She had a perfect view of those eager holes, but her attention was reserved specifically for the lower one. The robocorn brought her head down, kissing her way from the bottom of the pangolin’s pussy to her other hole, twitching away and –\n\n“Mmmmmph…”\n\nThere was that moan. That lovely, cutie-patootie moan.\n\nThe electric equine dove her muzzle between the pangolin’s cheeks, grinding her lips and nose against that twitching little opening. Her tongue teased over it, licking right over that soft, slightly wrinkled flesh before sloooowly pushing inside. Izzy’s moans were quiet through her clenched teeth, but they were still there, even if Ellyra had to cheat and use auditory scanners to pick it up.\n\nA gentle push, a gentle flick, and her tongue slid inside. The soft clench around it was all the more enjoyable with the slight scent of pussy just over her nose. Slick, wet, warm, and all the more aroused for what was happening between them, she was getting a lovely dose of very eager pheromones, and she sucked them down just as much as she did the juices.\n\nAs Izzy clenched up and trembled against the ropes that bound her in mid-air, Ellyra feasted. Her fingers dug in, leaving little tends in the pangolin’s flesh, and she dragged her tongue in, out, in, out, gently sliding it past the other woman’s rim before pulling it free over and over again. She could feel it loosening, ever so slightly, and she smirked as she tasted more of the pangolin’s pussy juices dribbling over her face.\n\n[i]Won’t take long to finish you off…[/i]\n\nEllyra closed her eyes, seeing through the cameras on the terrace pointed at her and the pangolin. She could see herself and her new partner from every angle, see the spasms still going through Izzy’s ass cheeks, see the way that her own pussy was starting to dribble as the programmed parameters were met, and the way that her face was getting soaked with the other woman’s juices. She could see everything, like she was the star and viewer of her own porn film, and that was hotter than anything that she had experienced before.\n\nLick.\n\nLap.\n\nShe pulled her tongue back, gently sucking on the pangolin’s rim, pulling at her asshole just a bit. The machine strength of her lips was enough to make that circle of flesh all puffy, and Izzy groaned, leaning her head back.\n\n“Oh, lord…”\n\n“Mmmph…”\n\n“Oh fuck…fuck…”\n\nEllyra pulled her head back, sliding one finger inside that slippery little thing, but it pistoned in and out at the speed of a jackhammer. Izzy screamed, arching her back, and Ellyra just sat there, her head tilted to the side as she smiled.\n\n“Going to cum for me?”\n\n“Nnngh!”\n\n“Going to cum and squirt all over the place, just for me?”\n\n“Nnngh…fuck…”\n\n“Go on. Make a nice puddle for me.”\n\n“Ah…ah…”\n\nThe pangolin was being a naughty little girl now, holding back and making the robocorn have to wait for her show. She didn’t particularly care for that. Sighing, Ellyra cocked her head to the side –\n\n“NNNGH! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!”\n\nAnd just like that, the pangolin went over the edge as the stim-pads went off all at once, rippling up her body from sole to neck in a coordinated lightning attack on her nerves. She arched her back and spasmed from head to toe, her pussy clenching on nothing, her asshole squeezing down on Ellyra’s fingers.\n\nPulse.\n\nPulse.\n\nPulse –\n\n“NNNGH!”\n\nIzzy thrust her head back as she finally came and squirted, her juices dazzling in the camera lights, but just a bit too much for the shell’s face. Ellyra was completely blinded, the other woman’s juices dripping down her to land on the terrace floor. She groaned, rubbing her face, but she smiled nonetheless as Izzy kept cumming…and cumming…and cumming. It was just as erotic a show as she could have asked for.\n\nFinally, it came to an end, and the pangolin slumped in the bondage sling with her head tilted back. The pads were no longer transmitting, which was probably for the best for her health.\n\n“How was that?”\n\n“Wow…”\n\n“Mmm, feeling better?”\n\n“Mmm-hmm.”\n\n“Good.”\n\nShe smiled, patting the pangolin’s thighs before getting to her feet. There were quite a few things to consider still. If she was going to work with this little agent, she needed to make sure that everything was lined up so that nobody could figure out they’d met. Camera scrubbing would be simple enough, and she had enough funds with her company to buy up any of the buildings around hers, just in case there were any people that might have spotted the naked little troublemaker climbing up the building.\n\n[i]Combine that with a few bribes to ensure that she’s been seen elsewhere today, a couple of little back-ups that have me busy –[/i]\n\nClick.\n\nEllyra blinked. She hadn’t ordered any clicks. The robocorn started to turn, looking back at her captive –\n\nAnd blinked again. Izzy was standing where she had been hanging just a few seconds ago. All the ropes were undone, all the pads had popped off and hit the ground, and she just stood there with a teasing smirk.\n\n“…Did you just –”\n\n“Heh, I might not be ‘Trouble,’ but I know how to cause it.”\n\n“I guess I should have expected you to have some talents for breaking out of things,” Ellyra said, slowly turning around. “So, what now?”\n\n“Now?”\n\nIzzy smirked, and it was a smirk that promised such mischief that Ellyra couldn’t help but smile in return. The pangolin leaned down, picking up some of the ropes that had fallen to the floor, shaking her head as she did.\n\n“Now, we’re going to see how much of a dom I can be.”\n\n“Heh. I thought you said that you weren’t the dom here.”\n\n“Oh, I’m not.”\n\nEllyra spotted it too late. The pangolin’s tail swept behind her, catching the robocorn right behind the knees. Normally, she could have resisted an organic hit like that, but it came with blinding speed and greater force that she was knocked right off her feet and onto her knees. As they clicked against the ground, Izzy darted forward – again, faster than she should have been able to – and slapped two of the pads against Ellyra’s neck, holding them there with a silly grin on her face.\n\n“But have you ever heard of a service dom?”\n\n“…No?”\n\n“Neither have I, but I’m [i]really[/i] good at being of service to other people. Let’s see if I can pull this one off.”\n\n“You are a cheeky girl.”\n\n“Yep. Thank you.”\n\nEllyra yelped as the pangolin whipped her tail up, sliding it between her legs and right into her sex. The squelch sound of it going in sent a shiver down her spine, and it left her distracted just long enough for the pangolin to start pulling the ropes around her. In the back of her mind, she was still trying to figure out how Izzy had managed to get free, but she supposed it didn’t really matter. After all, they were getting along quite well, and there was every reason to believe that Izzy would keep being nice about it.\n\nAnd if not…well, Ellyra was the head of the company for a reason.\n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n \nSummary: Ellyra, the head of Robocorn Inc. in Docetri, has a little visitor. Time to have some fun.\n \nTags: F/F, Synthetic Being, Robot, Robocorn, Unicorn, Pangolin, Magic, Docetri, Bondage, Rimming, E-Stim, Fingering, Teasing, Naked, Orgasm, Squirt, Reversal, ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Two Gals in the Garden
For Repanbo and PineconePangolin
By Draconicon

 
 
 
 
 



Ellyra, CEO of Robocorn, Inc. and a rising member of Horsepower, Inc., was in the middle of watering her garden when she received a notification from her security wards. She didn’t pause in watering the rows of flowers that ran from one end of the rooftop to the others, but she did tilt her head, the circuitry that formed the robotic brain of her rooftop shell acknowledging the warning and asking for more information.

It flickered into view as she stood up from the trough of plants. Clip-clopping along, the face of her shell did nothing to betray the knowledge that was pouring through the magical connection to the building’s security system. A mixture of Machine-magic, Perception-magic, and others combined to give her a small window in the corner of her vision, not unlike a fresh-opened program on a computer screen, and she flicked her attention to it.

“Hmmm, hmm…”

The robocorn hummed, looking at the image of a heat signature climbing up the side of the apartment. It was indistinct enough that she couldn’t quite tell what it was, or whether it was a danger, but there were few safe things that would take the effort of climbing up the side of her building. She watched until the figure reached out with one hand, grabbed hold of the camera, and short-circuited it with nothing more than a touch.

Hmm, someone’s not being very friendly.

Ellyra looked down at the watering can. The reflection of her shell looked back at her. Dark-‘skinned,’ the shell was as artificial as it came, and though naked, it didn’t look particularly sensual compared to some of the other models that she had down in the rest of the building. Glowing eyes, glinting running lights along her horn and hips, and a few other little features made up the rest of the shell.

It was a little outdated, and she made the decision that it was expandable. It could be sacrificed, if it came down to that.

She lowered the watering can back to the rooftop, still humming to herself. The security field confirmed the location of the camera: three paces back and a few dozen feet down. She would be able to spot the figure coming up soon enough, and they would be popping their head over the side in approximately five seconds.

Five seconds was a very short time for an organic, but for a machine-mind, it could be very nearly an eternity.

Over the course of the first second, Ellyra made the decision that she would hold herself at the edge of her current shell just for safety’s sake. If it ended up being destroyed, then there would be no issue in finding a new one, but best not to risk losing any data.

During the second second, she made the decision not to harm the intruder. If nothing else, the newcomer had made things more interesting for the day, and they were good enough at what they did that they might be useful for some of the other, more corporate objectives that Ellyra had for her life.

And the third through fifth seconds were used to get in position, right above where the heat signature had been climbing. The robocorn waited, arms crossed, with her eyes shifted over to view the heat-spectrum rather than the visible one.

Up came the shape.

The robocorn smiled.

The lightning fell.

#

“Well, that wasn’t very nice,” Ellyra said as she opened the door to the rooftop in another, more up-to-date shell. “Are you often that murderous?”

“…You’re a robot.”

“I’m a lot of things,” the mare said, giggling. “And you’re not really supposed to be up here, but yet you are.”

“You’re not that upset about dying.”

“Well, I’m not dead, am I?”

“No…you’re not. And that’s new.”

“So are you.”

The intruder was not what the robocorn had been expecting. She had thought that it would be some sort of squirrel, or other rodent-like creature that had ascended her tower from the lower parts of the city. Perhaps some cat, or something that was particularly good at climbing, but not this. Not a pangolin.

Admittedly, the thick claws that the stranger had were more than suitable for getting a grip on the building and dragging one up to the top, but she hadn’t thought that someone like this would find any reason for that. The robocorn cocked her head to the side, tapping her chin as she took in the stranger.

A pangolin was hardly a common species, but there was something intriguing about this one. Not just the fact that she was naked and completely exposed to the elements, though that took a certain kind of bravery. Or necessity, Ellyra realized; that would have been why there was nothing for the cameras to pick up but heat, since there were no enchanted clothes that had to be taken into account. Wider hips, nice breasts, but those were things that the robocorn saw every day, and they weren’t new on the pangolin. Nice, but hardly new.

But there was something else, something…intriguing. Ellyra’s scanners on the new model could just barely pick out something in the air, a little magical aura that followed the pangolin around. It wasn’t a spell that had been cast on her, but more like something enchanted, like there was some item somewhere on her person. It was…intriguing, and certainly something that might be useful for her purposes later on.

“You haven’t tried to kill me yet,” the pangolin said, leaning against the railing around the garden. “That’s new, too.”

“Oh, I’m not one of those killers, dear,” Ellyra said, shutting the door and leaning against it –

“You bounce. A lot.”

“Hehe, it’s a new blend of silicone with a few other proprietary chemicals. They make for lovely boobs, but they do get a little more…active, than I think most people would want.”

Ellyra smiled, using her forearms to nudge her breasts up and down. There was definitely more of a jiggle there than there used to be, and she knew that the same thing would happen with her rump when she started walking across the rooftop. If one was off, then the other was the same, and there was little that one could do about it. She shrugged it off, looking the pangolin in the eye again.

“I’m not a killer,” she continued. “Even if you did blow up one of my spare shells, I don’t hold a grudge, hon.”

“…Why not?”

“Is this because I’m a corpo?”

“Well, at least I know I got the right address…”

“Something tells me that you’re going after my bosses, not me,” Ellyra said, sitting down on the edge of one of the plant troughs. “Going for some of the nastier people on Horsepower, Inc.?”

“Hmmm, let’s say that I am.”

“Then I think that we might have some similar goals. Might.”

“Is that so?”

There was a little quirk at the corner of the pangolin’s mouth. Much as it was tempting to think that the little quirk was the robocorn’s teasing little hook catching her interest, she could already tell this one was too smart to be teased into a working relationship with someone in a corporation without some incentives. Ellyra uncrossed her legs and crossed them again, completely unashamed of her shell’s nudity. She ordered the servers that housed her intelligence and memories to copy themselves to several back-ups off-site, just in case everything went tits-up, and in the meantime, she continued.

“Let me guess. You’re here because I’ve been a naughty little mare, working for the big, nasty corporations, and even running one of my own. You think I need to be punished, taught a lesson, maybe flogged a little for being so naughty.”

“…Okay, look, I’m not the dom here.”

“Ooooh, even better.”

“Giggity. Wait, what?”

Ellyra sputtered with giggles as the pangolin did the same. For a moment, perhaps two, they forgot what they were.

It couldn’t last. The pangolin collected herself as the mare took a second longer, and the other woman stood a little taller as she looked down at the seated robocorn. There was something flickering in her eyes, and for a moment, it almost was like looking at another machine, one that could think just as fast as she could…and who still had a living mind and heart.

“Let’s say that you’re right and I thought I’d give them something to think about. What’s stopping me?” the pangolin asked.

“Well, first, the new body.” Ellyra gestured down at herself. “Just because it’s hotter and bouncier doesn’t mean that it’s harder to kill than the last one.”

“Fair. But what about you? As a person, why shouldn’t I?”

“Do you know anything about Robocorn, Inc.?”

“Mostly a business that builds various labor shells in the shape of equines, alters individuals with augmentations that allows them to be more equine, and with a division that focuses on equine-based sex toys.” She smiled. “Am I right?”

“…Kinky that you know about the toys.”

“But am I right?”

“Oh, you are, definitely,” Ellyra admitted, chuckling. “Not an exhaustive list, of course. We also advocated massively for the equine population of the city well before becoming part of Horsepower, Inc., and we’re currently part of three different lawsuits against other corporations – and the city court, itself – to make sure that new laws are put into place to protect equines from unfair labor practices.”

“Wait, wait. Wait. You’re telling me…your company is pro employee?”

“Strange, isn’t it?” Ellyra giggled. “But we are horses. We’re supposed to be a herd, a family. And that means unions, and that means protections.”

“…A CEO being pro-union. Never thought I’d see the day.”

“Mmm. Horsepower, Inc. doesn’t like the idea as much as I do, and that’s kind of the rub.”

“That I knew about.”

“So, here’s the thing. I don’t like their way of doing things, and they don’t like my way of doing it. But they’re a lot more aggressive about trying to get me to stop. They reported me, tried to sic an inspector on me, all those things,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “I’ve been trying to figure out a good way to get back at them, but here you are. A sneaky little pangolin that just fell right in my lap, and who knows? Maybe she just happened to get some corporate security information before she disappeared down the side of the building again. Certainly I can’t be held responsible for what happened after she blew up my shell.”

“…I like where this is going.”

“Mmm, I thought you might.”

It wasn’t a perfect plan, of course. There’d need to be some serious work to make sure that none of this came back to bite her in the ass, and she’d need to be triple-sure that the pangolin could be trusted to carry this out without ratting her out. But at the same time, the idea of fucking with the board over her and showing them how they were so wrong after all the bullshit that they had been throwing her way…

Well, it was appealing, and no lie there.

“So, do we have a deal?” Ellyra asked.

“Just one thing first.”

“What’s that?”

“Two things, actually. First…names.”

“Oh, that’s fine. I’m Ellyra, and you are?”

“…You agree to that way too fast,” the pangolin said, shaking her head.

“Call it the privilege of power.” She smiled. “And your name?”

“…Call me Izzy.”

“Izzy? I shall. Is that Ishmael? Isabelle? Or is it something more exotic?”

“Heh, let’s leave it at Izzy for now,” the pangolin said, shaking her head as she crossed her arms under her breasts. “I trust you more than I did, but that doesn’t mean that I trust you completely, you know.”

“Oh, I know, and that’s smart. So, what’s the second thing, Izzy?”

“If I’m going to trust you, I need to get…close to you. And you’re not bad. Not as bad as some of the other corpos that I’ve dealt with. So, how about we get a little…more intimate?”

“Oooooh. You want to get a little naughty, too?”

“Well, like I said, I’m not the dom here.”

“And like I said…even better.”

#

Five minutes later, there was a new installation in the center of the rooftop garden. Hung from several pylons that housed the berry vines, the pangolin was completely spread, her legs pushed apart and tied to keep them that way, her heels pressing against her rump and her calves against her thighs. Her hands were tied behind her, and she laid back in mid-air not dissimilar to the way that a person would lie in a hammock.

Ellyra thought that the pangolin could hardly have looked better. Pressed forward just a bit by her position, the scaly woman was completely displayed, her breasts hanging down just a bit against her chest, nipples hard against the morning air, and her legs spread enough to show off both her holes. She looked positively appetizing to the robocorn, and Ellyra rubbed her hands together in glee.

“Mmmm, I’m going to have fun with you.”

“You look like you’re ready to give thanks or something.”

“What a meal I am about to receive.”

“Oh, lord,” Izzy muttered, rolling her head back.

“You can’t just serve me a bakery like that and not let me enjoy it.”

“Look, I work hard for those buns.”

“And I’m going to enjoy them ever so much. Maybe I can get a different shell up here to glaze them.”

“Don’t push it,” the pangolin muttered.

“Mmmm, I’ll push something…”

The air was sweet with the smell of flowers and other garden scents, but Ellyra was more focused on the plump – but firm – pangolin booty right in front of her. She knelt down, rubbing the other woman’s thighs, feeling the muscle just below the scales and flesh. Her fingers slowly pressed deeper and deeper, eventually reaching Izzy’s hips, and she spread those legs further still. As her thumbs rested on the other woman’s pussy lips, she fanned them open, and the pangolin groaned quietly.

“Mmm, looks like someone’s been waiting for something like this.”

“Mmmph…I don’t get a lot of – ah – a lot of friends looking at me like this…”

“Heh, who says I’m a friend?”

“What’s that thing you were saying? ‘Even better’?”

“Heh, enemies to lovers?”

“Or enemies to fuckers.”

That was an easy one to deal with. The robocorn fanned the pangolin’s pussy a few times, her scanners taking in information that might have been a bit of a cheat to have. She could just make out a few little bits and pieces that were interesting to her, sensitive spots, flares of fluid, and more that indicated the best spots to tease and play with. She stroked her thumbs on either side of the pangolin’s clit, drawing it out and giving it a bit of attention, but she had a few other thoughts for this poor little girl.

Sending a little message down the server connection, she let the automated system get to work. A few things were gathered from inside the building and sent up a chute, and she ignored the rest of the updates as she turned her attention to the pangolin’s other hole.

“Very clean,” Ellyra said. “Have I said how much I appreciate that?”

“Clean girls don’t leave traces behind.”

“I bet you’d leave a snail trail behind on some ops.”

“Heh, I have ways of handling that.”

“Like what – ooooooh.”

Izzy showed off her tongue, and it was one hell of a tongue, even by pangolin standards. Long and slender, it wouldn’t spread something very much, but it was able to reach quite far, and she even put on a little show by sliding it right between her breasts and down between her legs. Ellyra made a mental note that pangolins could do that, and smiled as she rested her rump on her hooves.

It was quite the little display. Izzy grunted as she gave herself a few licks, and Ellyra could see that it clearly did something for her, but the pangolin’s pussy was quickly licked clean by that talented tongue. She didn’t even get the chance to get a taste for herself before it was all handled.

Ah, well.

She smiled, leaning forward and thumbing the cheeks apart. Some of the pangolin’s juices had dripped down there, leaving the pucker nice and shiny, and she smiled as she gently pulled at it. Nice and tight, not gaping – yet – which meant that she hadn’t met a certain draconian headmaster. Ah, that might happen in time.

“Mmmph…”

“Ooooh, is someone less familiar with a tongue back here, perhaps?” Ellyra asked.

“Mmmph…it’s…definitely new.”

“Oh, you’re going to love it, particularly when –”

THUNK.

“Ah, there it is.”

Ellyra reached over to the small bowl that had popped out of the ground. The garden had many tiny access points for the system that ran through the building, allowing for seeds or more to be sent up when she needed them. In this case, it was a small bowl filled with sticky pads that were perfectly suited for making a good little girl squirm.

The robocorn picked them up gently, peeling off the backs before slowly sticking them to one place after another. The sole of the foot, the inner thigh, one on each side of the pangolin’s pussy, and then a bit higher. A pair on each tit, covering the nipple ever so gently, and finally – with the absolute weakest of them – against the sides of the other woman’s neck. Izzy looked up at her with some small concern, but there was just enough trust and confidence in the other woman’s eyes that Ellyra didn’t stop.

“Ready to have some intense fun?” she asked.

“Heh, I was wondering if you were ever going to start.”

“Cheeky.”

It wasn’t precisely magic, but it was magic over a wi-fi connection. Ellyra could feel the system connecting to the various pads across Izzy’s body, and she sent the first command down the line.

“NNNGH!”

The pangolin arched her back as she got two strong zaps right to her nipples, short and sweet, but nonetheless intense. Ellyra flicked her attention through the program, sending more through the various pads.

Zap the thighs.

Tickle the soles.

Buzz that pussy.

The machine-brain of the shell could pick up every last bit of biological feedback, taking in and analyzing the way that the muscles spasmed and clenched up, how the body responded with heat and shivers and the little bit of moisture starting to appear between the pangolin’s legs once more, and the way that she was huffing in surprise. Smirking, the robocorn continued. A pulse up above, the shock to the neck pulling some muscles tight to the point where Izzy clenched her teeth shut with a soft click. Another zap right to the sides of her pussy, again, again, again, making her sex flutter and wink like a mare’s.

Another.

Another.

Another.

She stared the whole time, a small smile on her face as she indulged herself and her new friend. Her tongue hung out, sticking out the side of her muzzle as if she was focusing on a new, tricky puzzle as she played the pangolin’s body.

Zap. A little huff and hiss, thrusting the chest forward.

Zap. Toes curling, a little sweat along the sole.

Zap. The neck, tensing, head vibrating quietly, a collar of electric current around the pangolin’s neck.

Pulse.

Pulse.

Pulse.

“Nnnngh!”

And then, just as her scanners detected that the other woman was right on the edge, she stopped. The pulsing pleasure of the electricity came to an end, and so did the ache and heat that she knew would be going through Izzy’s muscles. She smiled, stroking around the pads with slightly rubbery fingers, looking up at the little free agent.

“How was that, to start?”

“Oooooh, boy…”

“Good?”

“Very good.”

“I’m just getting warmed up.”

“Oh, you better be…that’s not enough to get me off yet…”

“Close, though. About 92%.”

“That’s cheating. That’s –”

A little zap clicked the pangolin’s jaws shut, and Ellyra giggled as she gently pushed the other woman’s legs apart again. She had a perfect view of those eager holes, but her attention was reserved specifically for the lower one. The robocorn brought her head down, kissing her way from the bottom of the pangolin’s pussy to her other hole, twitching away and –

“Mmmmmph…”

There was that moan. That lovely, cutie-patootie moan.

The electric equine dove her muzzle between the pangolin’s cheeks, grinding her lips and nose against that twitching little opening. Her tongue teased over it, licking right over that soft, slightly wrinkled flesh before sloooowly pushing inside. Izzy’s moans were quiet through her clenched teeth, but they were still there, even if Ellyra had to cheat and use auditory scanners to pick it up.

A gentle push, a gentle flick, and her tongue slid inside. The soft clench around it was all the more enjoyable with the slight scent of pussy just over her nose. Slick, wet, warm, and all the more aroused for what was happening between them, she was getting a lovely dose of very eager pheromones, and she sucked them down just as much as she did the juices.

As Izzy clenched up and trembled against the ropes that bound her in mid-air, Ellyra feasted. Her fingers dug in, leaving little tends in the pangolin’s flesh, and she dragged her tongue in, out, in, out, gently sliding it past the other woman’s rim before pulling it free over and over again. She could feel it loosening, ever so slightly, and she smirked as she tasted more of the pangolin’s pussy juices dribbling over her face.

Won’t take long to finish you off…

Ellyra closed her eyes, seeing through the cameras on the terrace pointed at her and the pangolin. She could see herself and her new partner from every angle, see the spasms still going through Izzy’s ass cheeks, see the way that her own pussy was starting to dribble as the programmed parameters were met, and the way that her face was getting soaked with the other woman’s juices. She could see everything, like she was the star and viewer of her own porn film, and that was hotter than anything that she had experienced before.

Lick.

Lap.

She pulled her tongue back, gently sucking on the pangolin’s rim, pulling at her asshole just a bit. The machine strength of her lips was enough to make that circle of flesh all puffy, and Izzy groaned, leaning her head back.

“Oh, lord…”

“Mmmph…”

“Oh fuck…fuck…”

Ellyra pulled her head back, sliding one finger inside that slippery little thing, but it pistoned in and out at the speed of a jackhammer. Izzy screamed, arching her back, and Ellyra just sat there, her head tilted to the side as she smiled.

“Going to cum for me?”

“Nnngh!”

“Going to cum and squirt all over the place, just for me?”

“Nnngh…fuck…”

“Go on. Make a nice puddle for me.”

“Ah…ah…”

The pangolin was being a naughty little girl now, holding back and making the robocorn have to wait for her show. She didn’t particularly care for that. Sighing, Ellyra cocked her head to the side –

“NNNGH! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!”

And just like that, the pangolin went over the edge as the stim-pads went off all at once, rippling up her body from sole to neck in a coordinated lightning attack on her nerves. She arched her back and spasmed from head to toe, her pussy clenching on nothing, her asshole squeezing down on Ellyra’s fingers.

Pulse.

Pulse.

Pulse –

“NNNGH!”

Izzy thrust her head back as she finally came and squirted, her juices dazzling in the camera lights, but just a bit too much for the shell’s face. Ellyra was completely blinded, the other woman’s juices dripping down her to land on the terrace floor. She groaned, rubbing her face, but she smiled nonetheless as Izzy kept cumming…and cumming…and cumming. It was just as erotic a show as she could have asked for.

Finally, it came to an end, and the pangolin slumped in the bondage sling with her head tilted back. The pads were no longer transmitting, which was probably for the best for her health.

“How was that?”

“Wow…”

“Mmm, feeling better?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Good.”

She smiled, patting the pangolin’s thighs before getting to her feet. There were quite a few things to consider still. If she was going to work with this little agent, she needed to make sure that everything was lined up so that nobody could figure out they’d met. Camera scrubbing would be simple enough, and she had enough funds with her company to buy up any of the buildings around hers, just in case there were any people that might have spotted the naked little troublemaker climbing up the building.

Combine that with a few bribes to ensure that she’s been seen elsewhere today, a couple of little back-ups that have me busy –

Click.

Ellyra blinked. She hadn’t ordered any clicks. The robocorn started to turn, looking back at her captive –

And blinked again. Izzy was standing where she had been hanging just a few seconds ago. All the ropes were undone, all the pads had popped off and hit the ground, and she just stood there with a teasing smirk.

“…Did you just –”

“Heh, I might not be ‘Trouble,’ but I know how to cause it.”

“I guess I should have expected you to have some talents for breaking out of things,” Ellyra said, slowly turning around. “So, what now?”

“Now?”

Izzy smirked, and it was a smirk that promised such mischief that Ellyra couldn’t help but smile in return. The pangolin leaned down, picking up some of the ropes that had fallen to the floor, shaking her head as she did.

“Now, we’re going to see how much of a dom I can be.”

“Heh. I thought you said that you weren’t the dom here.”

“Oh, I’m not.”

Ellyra spotted it too late. The pangolin’s tail swept behind her, catching the robocorn right behind the knees. Normally, she could have resisted an organic hit like that, but it came with blinding speed and greater force that she was knocked right off her feet and onto her knees. As they clicked against the ground, Izzy darted forward – again, faster than she should have been able to – and slapped two of the pads against Ellyra’s neck, holding them there with a silly grin on her face.

“But have you ever heard of a service dom?”

“…No?”

“Neither have I, but I’m really good at being of service to other people. Let’s see if I can pull this one off.”

“You are a cheeky girl.”

“Yep. Thank you.”

Ellyra yelped as the pangolin whipped her tail up, sliding it between her legs and right into her sex. The squelch sound of it going in sent a shiver down her spine, and it left her distracted just long enough for the pangolin to start pulling the ropes around her. In the back of her mind, she was still trying to figure out how Izzy had managed to get free, but she supposed it didn’t really matter. After all, they were getting along quite well, and there was every reason to believe that Izzy would keep being nice about it.

And if not…well, Ellyra was the head of the company for a reason.

 

 

 




The End

 
Summary: Ellyra, the head of Robocorn Inc. in Docetri, has a little visitor. Time to have some fun.
 
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