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Things be gettin' good!","writing":"Taleir was awoken from her slumber as the Dinosaurian shuttle rumbled; looking out the porthole she gazed in awe at the scene before her. The Silver Arrow was headed towards a gas giant planet, a sphere of swirling clouds and storms, but the shuttle didn't seem to be going in the giant's direction, instead it was headed in the direction of a small moon. The purple and blue moon certainly stood out against the yellowish orange giant it orbited, despite being a fraction its size. \n\n``Attention all passengers and personnel, we have begun our approach to Necros 3 and are beginning our landing sequence.''\n\nThe automated announcement brought Taleir back to reality; the vixen ever quietly pressed her ear against the door. Looking up she saw a small circular window and, jumping up grabbed on to the sill. Her footpaws scrapped against the door until her pads got a grip. Looking out she could see the shuttles only other occupant as he approached the mini bar.\n\nPrivate Calhoun had been binge watching a few sitcoms, now bored the Dienonychus needed to stretch his legs and was pretty ready for some action on the planet below him, but first he was thirsty. He took a seat in one of the hovering bucket chairs in front of the bar.\n\n``Automated huh? General Rictor you certainly are a Styracosaurus who appreciates the finer things in life.'' Calhoun said as he tapped the control panel on the bar table. Just then a panel in the wall opened, revealing a Servitron. The robot balanced on one wheel, its chromium body topped with two arms and a head with a single eye. The robot spoke in a welcoming voice.\n\n``Hello Sir, my name is Markus, A.I. service and auto-pilot on the shuttle Silver Arrow. You must be Private Calhoun, General Rictor has told me about you. Would you like me to prepare a drink for you before we land?''\n\nCalhoun nodded, ``Just something to calm my nerves if you would please, make it something sweet too.''\n\n ``One glass of Bloodfruit Wine then'' The robot got to work preparing the Private his drink, all while making light conversation like any good bartender.\n\n``So the General tells me when you complete this assignment you'll be rewarded handsomely. Perhaps a promotion? Raise in living? Your own quarters? Oh, I hear the new Valor hovercars are making waves as well.''\n\nThe robot handed the cup of wine over to the Dienonychus who shrugged in reply, ``Sounds like he has told about as much to you as he has to me. The briefing was actually kind of short.''\n\n``Oh that reminds me, the General told instructed me to declassify information on the moon Necros 3 once we reach our destination. Do you accept?''\n\nPrivate Calhoun looked up from his drink, ``Yes.''\n\nWith that a hologram of the moon projected from Markus's single eye. With it some basic info, 0.8ths Earth mass, atmosphere +.25 Earth oxygen levels, moons/natural satellites: 0, spends 8/10ths of its time in perpetual twilight due to the large planet it orbits, inhabitable: shows signs of civilization, possible advanced, inhabitants...........\n\nNothing, the info just abruptly ended there.\n\n``Markus, pull up information on the inhabitants of Necros 3.''\n\n``Yes sir'' the Servitron said, a moment later he responded, ``That's strange, I have the files on the known wildlife of Necros 3, but the files on the native civilization are encrypted. I'll get to work on deciphering them, but it will take some time.''\n\n``Okay then, bring up some of the native wildlife.''\n\nLooking through the window Taleir could see the raptor. She also saw the robot, that was gonna make things a little trickier. She knew the shuttle had automated systems, but an actual robot with awareness just made for another enemy to either avoid, or if spotted killed. Now she watched as the robot projected a hologram of the moon they were inbound for. She could make out some of the Dinosaurian language, a few things about the planet, and something about the wildlife. \n\nThe robot projected a few more holograms, showing what looked like a few strange creatures. From the distance and through the door she could only see a few images of legs, wings, antennae, tentacles, egg sacks and........... what looked like genitals. Seeing even these broken images made her legs wobbly. She didn't notice it at first, but the sight of these things made her wet between the legs. \n\nDeep down she always had some dark desire for the unusual. She tried to bring herself back to reality; she needed to focus on her bounty and get back home. A thought crossed her though; the details for her bounty were pretty vague. What if these creatures had something to do with her bounty? Remembering she still had the papers she had been given she reached into the pouch on her belt. In that moment her left footpaw slipped.\n\nThe clatter in the storage room next to him alerted Calhoun and Markus. Calhoun reached for his holster, then remembering he had left his sidearm in the control room. Markus raised his right arm, which then opened to reveal a plasma gun for defense. \n\nCalhoun crept towards the door, signaling Markus to cover him if things get ugly. Calhoun may not have had his sidearm, but choosing to melee a Dienonychus trooper was suicide either way. His claws could rend the toughest flesh with ease alone, add some close quarters combat training and you'll have a trooper who can hold his own in almost any fight. Grabbing the handle to the metal door, Calhoun flung it open. \n\nOnly to find a few can and bottles of rations on the ground, something else got his attention though, something he almost missed as he stepped over the mess. Reaching down he picked up a single strand of orange fur, he smelled the strand. Though it was coated with something that mostly blocked the scent, he could still make it out.\n\n``Vulpine..........'' Calhoun said back to Markus, who put away his plasma gun. \n\n``Sir, we are beginning our descent, I must see to it.''\n\nCalhoun nodded and the robot left for the control room. Turning his attention back to the storage room Calhoun smelled the air; there was something else he hadn't noticed before, a musky odor of sorts. Definitely mammalian, but something he was not familiar with. The raptor looked around, seeing one of the metal storage crates with its lid askew he threw it off. Looking in he saw only a few open containers of dried meat rations. Next he looked through some of the luggage, nothing but standard issue fatigues and high tech body armor. He noticed the row of cabinets above the porthole. \n\n``Private Calhoun, there is a problem in the control room, please report.''\n\nCame Markus's voice on the intercom, Calhoun left the storage room to see the robot next to the co-pilot's seat.\n\n``Sir, I have attempted contact with Firebase Gamma, they have failed to respond.''\n\nCalhoun got back into the captain's chair, toggling the communications.\n\n``Firebase Gamma, this is Silver Arrow, requesting permission to land, over.''\n\nCalhoun got nothing but static in response.\n\n``Firebase Gamma, I repeat this is Silver Arrow. We are requesting permission to land, please respond.''\n\nWith no response things started to look bad, and his training told Calhoun to always expect trouble.\n\n``Markus activate the active camouflage and have defenses ready.''\n\nEmerging from the cupboards after the commotion outside had stopped, Taleir jumped down, landing quietly on all fours daggers in her paws. She scanned the area, seeing the mess she had unintentionally made as well as the open door. \n\nThere was something else too; looking towards the porthole she saw the dim light from outside. Looking out she saw little more than thick fog, with a strange purplish hue. \n\nThe fog cleared up as the shuttle approached another Dinosaurian base. Something was very wrong though, the wall separating the base from the wilderness appeared to have had been breached. Several wrecked vehicles littered the area, and despite still appearing to have power the whole base seemed lifeless.\n\n``At least this means less DIA to worry about'' Taleir thought to herself, she then realized she now had to avoid something strong enough to fight and kill Dinosaurian troops.\n\nThe Silver Arrow hovered over an empty landing platform, with its active camouflage on it was virtually invisible. \n\n``Markus, where is the armory?\n\n``Down the hall, next to the infirmary, follow me sir'' The Servitron said pointing in the direction of the hall next on the other side of the small theater before heading off.\n\nMarkus opened the door to the armory and Calhoun grinned a mouthful of sharp teeth. Before him lay an arsenal of weapons and gadgets any DIA trooper could only dream of. Of course there were the incendiary plasma weapons, with them though were the more specialized weapons, the microwave arc rifle for instance, or the sonic rifle. \n\nCalhoun picked up a classic DIA favorite, the plasma carbine. The bullpup rifle had all the power and accuracy of the original plasma rifle, now in a smaller package. The instant Calhoun grabbed the guns grip it activated, its biometrics sensing a friendly Dinosaurian. Looking down its digital scope all seemed well.\n\nGrabbing a shock trooper helmet Calhoun put it on; the helmet had its two distinct fins on each side. Though it covered his eyes it left his jaws free for combat, activating the helmets Heads up Display improved his already sharp vision.\n\n``Don't forget a wrist utility sir, it will come in handy'' Markus said handing Calhoun the metal gauntlet with its digital screen. It activated the instant Calhoun snapped it on.\n\nTaking some extra power cells for his rifle and some plasma grenades Calhoun headed for the exit, which lowered at his command. \n\n``Markus find that stowaway, capture her if you can.''\n\n``I beg your pardon Sir, how do you know our stowaway is female?'' The robot inquired.''\n\n``Elementary dear Markus, by her scent'' With this semi-sarcastic statement the ramp closed, leaving Markus inside with their stowaway.\n\n``Come out little foxy, dear Markus won't hurt you, if you cooperate that is!'' Markus said as he brought out his plasma gun.\n\nCalhoun watched as the ramp closed, with its active camouflage on the open lowered ramp looked really out of place, not to mention a dead giveaway. The Dienonychus looked about the base, the hard light fence was deactivated, and that was not a good sign. He saw several bodies of his comrades strewn about as well, most of them in an advanced state of decay or partially eaten by the small leathery winged insects that flew about. \n\nCalhoun stopped to take a look at one of the fallen DIA. Despite the corpse advanced state of decay Calhoun could tell it was a Pachycephalosaurus by the bony, dome shaped skull, for this reason they were the few DIA troops were practically never wore helmets.\n\nCalhoun noticed something else though, the dark red coloration of its body armor. Rubbing mud off its right shoulder pad he saw the symbol of the Red Shield Elite Guard. Two more questions entered his mind at this moment, what was the elite guard doing on this backwater planet, and what in the heavens above could kill them? The Red Shield were known for their expertise in defense, so they were often deployed either in areas of high importance or to escort V.I.P's.\n\nLooking at the modest sized command building Calhoun thought about performing some of his own investigations, but pushed this to the back of his head. First he needed to get to that Necrosian structure to the west.\n\nLeaving the base Calhoun walked across a small bridge over a swamp. The water was thick and dark, chocked with slimy vegetation. Calhoun stopped as he felt something around his ankle. \n\nA tentacle had grabbed his leg and was trying fruitlessly to pull him in. Though not feeble it was still not quite strong enough as Calhoun stomped down, his sharp claws severed the tentacle and the Dinosaurian could hear a squeal from below the water's surface. Firing a few bolts of plasma into the water, a thought crossed Calhoun's mind as the bolts of bright green energy sizzled the water. Had he been a Dinosaurian of smaller stature he would almost certainly have been pulled in, ending up like his comrades back at the base. \n\nHe dismissed this thought though and continued with his objective, looking at his wrist utility he saw he was on the right trek towards the Necrosian structure to the west.\n\nTaleir hiding in the theater had seen the Dino trooper leave. Looking towards the control panel next to the ramp Taleir knew she had to get off this shuttle, especially now that the armed robot was on to her. \n\nTaleir considered using her alchemy on robot, maybe a quick fire spell, but she dismissed that idea though. Her alchemy skills were limited, and given that her enemy was a high-tech robot ready to kill she wasn't even sure how well a simple spell would work. \n\nThe vixen looked into one of the pouches on her belt and found small black sphere. Picking it out and gently squeezing it she came up with a quick plan of action. \n\nMarkus rolled down the aisle between the rows of seats, scanning for the intruder plasma gun at the ready. He turned as he heard a glass fall at the mini bar.\n\n``If you don't wish to be a pile of ashes you had best reveal yourself my dear'' The robot said raising his plasma gun to investigate. \n\nOnly to find some broken glass behind the bar, false alarm he thought. In the instant he turned around he just caught a glimpse of a black sphere as it splattered against his eye.\n\n``Yes!'' Taleir thought as the orb of sticky black glue covered the robots eye, effectively blinding him. To be honest it worked a lot better than the vixen had expected. She snuck over towards the ramp, knowing the robot could still hear her and as he tried multiple methods of removing the gunk that his blinded state was only temporary.\n\n``You miscreant! I'll prepare you as a dish for the Private when I find you!\n\nStifling a giggle Taleir hit the digital control panel and bolted down the ramp just as it began to lower. She landed on all fours and sprinted towards the wilderness, away from the base and the shuttle and the angry robot. \n\nRunning through the fog she only stopped when she found the rubbery dark red grass was thick enough for her to hide in. Just in time too as the gun turret on the underside of the shuttle swiveled around, casting its green sensor light over the field, searching for the young fox.\n\nAs silently and quickly as she could she crept through the tall grass, until she could no longer see the base or the shuttle. Catching her breath she could finally see the moon of Necros 3 in all its otherworldly glory. Above her in the hazy sky loomed the gas giant planet, blocking all but a few of the sun's rays.\n\nTaleir took out the parchment that had been provided along with her anonymous bounty. Finally in some light and alone she took the time to better study the paper. The first page depicted what looked like some kind of building. A cylindrical structure surrounded by a rib cage like protrusions around it. The same building the raptor was headed to she knew.\n\nTaleir studied another illustration next to that of the structure. A cube shaped item of sorts covered in markings and hieroglyphs, some of which looked similar to ancient Vulpine. She could make out parts of the language next to the picture. Something about life and continuation, or something about spreading versus demise. Whatever this object was it was a good bet that her anonymous bounty had something to do with it. \n\nClimbing up a hill before her she got a clear view above the fog. To the west a forest of tree sized mushrooms, faintly glowing blue stood a mile or so away. Before that though, came the swamp. A partially dilapidated metal bridge, built by the Dinosaurian forces no doubt looked like the best way over.\n\nCalhoun could tell by the state of the roadway that no one had done any work on it anytime recently. Normally finding a Dinosaurian made roadway was easy. The polymer based roads complimented by lighted dividers were so obvious you'd have to be blind no to see them. Now the vegetation was so overgrown you'd miss the road if it weren't still partially illuminated. Dark red moss and vines crept over it, reaching from the fungus jungle either side. \n\nCalhoun trekked on though, still bound by his mission. At least the damn fog had mostly cleared, not that it really mattered anyhow what with the overgrowth. The Dienonychus shouldered his plasma carbine and looked at his wrist utility. GPS showed he was getting close to the Necrosian structure. The communications display lit up which for a moment startled Calhoun, the Private was already on edge.\n\n``Sir'' came Markus's voice, ``Can you hear me?''\n\n``Yes Markus, you're coming in fine. How's the situation with our stowaway?''\n\nMarkus made an innocent chuckle, ``About that Sir, she escaped........''\n\nCalhoun tried to keep his voice as low as he could, he didn't want to attract any unwanted attention.\n\n``What? How did she get away? Are you telling me she actually got out of the shuttle?''\n\n``I'm afraid so sir, she must have seen us operate the ramp controls sometime. As it is unlikely she would have known how to operate such a device.''\n\nThis was disconcerting to Calhoun; he had unknowingly carried either one of two things to this moon. Either someone who knew their way around DIA technology and tactics, or a true master of stealth, either way no good could come out of either.\n\n``Sir, are you still there?''\n\nCalhoun snapped back to reality, ``Yes Markus. Look, don't worry too much about it. She's out in the wilderness alone and we both know the indigenous life forms are extremely hostile. Stay alert for her though.''\n\n``Yes Sir Private Calhoun, anything else I can do while you are away?''\n\nCalhoun knew exactly what as he looked around the area quickly, ``Yes Markus, see if you can connect to the Firebase Gamma's network. I found deceased Red Shield Elite guards outside, so something is up here.''\n\n``I'll get it done Private, Markus out.''\n\nWith that Calhoun was alone again, nothing but the calls of distant alien wildlife filled the still air. With that the Dienonychus continued on his way.\n\nTaleir watched every step she took on the metal bridge. Parts of it had already collapsed into the marsh below, all while vines and creepers grew all over the structure. Thankfully the bridge's lighting was still online so the vixen could see somewhat clearly through the fog.\n\nShe padded as quietly as she could; every sound made the fur on the back of her neck stand. Every sound of sound distant creature, every time one of those leathery winged insects fluttered by put her on edge.\n\nJust then she heard a gurgling sound from the water next to her and she froze. Slowly as she could she unsheathed her daggers and looked down. Rising from the muck was something smooth and white.\n\nBy now Taleir's curiosity had overcome her fear and, getting on all fours she leaned over the edge of the bridge. Her fear resurged though as the skull of a dinosaur emerged from the muck, its empty socket starring at her, and its sharp teeth bared.\n\nSo preoccupied was the vixen she failed to notice something wet around her ankle. At least not until it jerked her back violently. Taleir dropped her daggers, caught completely by surprise. Whatever had grabbed her was now lifting her effortlessly above the bridge.\n\nLooking up Taleir could see what had snagged her. A slimy tentacle, colored murky brown to match the swamp had her in its grasp. Looking back down Taleir now saw her captor in all its terrifying glory.\n\nA huge worm like beast several meters long, its head arched out to meet her with six black, beady eyes. Its mouth, if you could call it that appeared to be a clenched sphincter.\n\nAs the monster examined her Taleir's watched in horror, not sure what to do. The monster made what sounded like an uncomfortable grunting noise as its sphincter mouth began to pulse and tremor. For a brief moment Taleir thought the creature was turning inside out as, to her horror. A mass of tentacles, all pink and fleshy emerged from the things mouth. The center tentacle being the largest, and being tipped with a beak.\n\n``No! Let me go!''\n\nTaleir yelled as she thrashed in an attempt to escape. Several of the tentacles grabbed her free limbs, completely restraining her as the others began to remove her cloak. She felt now as the tentacles explored her naked body. They slithered in every nook, gradually traveling down her body.\n\nTaleir blushed in humiliation as one of the tendrils crept in between the cheeks of her ass. She felt the slimy tentacles as they crept under her tail. Then she went stiff as they rubbed against the lips of her pussy. They writhed over her mound, spreading their slime, coating the fur between her legs.\n\nTaleir's mind flooded with fantasies, she had masturbated to such desires before, but now it was really happening. This thing was pleasuring her! By now whatever logical part of her mind that was still thinking frantically about a way to escape was being drowning out by her darkest desires. She would have been wet either way even without the worms assistance.\n\nTaleir felt as the tentacles lifted her legs up and outward, exposing her moist entrance as worm's beaked tentacle slinked underneath her. She could only watch as, without hesitation, it plunged directly into her vixenhood. Taleir's teeth clenched as she felt the ridged beak enter her vaginal canal. For a moment it stayed there, as if letting her get accommodated to its girth.\n\nThe vixen moaned as the tentacle began to pull out, until only the beak remained buried in her pussy. She moaned again as the tentacle was thrust forward with a wet slurping sound, traveling further down her canal. \n\nWith her entrance sufficiently lubricated the worm began to thrust in and out of the vixen. Taleir could only hang there as it fucked her, leaving her gapping at the sheer pleasure as the thing had its way with her. \n\nTaleir was getting close to release when she felt the tentacle poke against her cervical wall. In that instant she threw her head back moaning loudly as an orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced before rocketed through her body. She felt as the open beak of the worm flooded her inside with slime.\n\nAfter her orgasm died down and she stopped writhing did she relax in the grip of the thing. Through her hazy mind she looked down at the throbbing tentacle still buried in her pussy, and in that instant her terror reawaked. As she watched a writhing mass traveling down the tentacle still within her.\n\nTaleir's mind raced as the thing inched closer to her spread lips. By now she knew trying to fight this thing by force alone was futile. \n\nWithin that moment of clarity an idea popped in Taleir's mind. She knew it would almost certainly be effective, though posed risk to herself as well. By now the squirming bulge was inches from her pussy, she knew it was now or never.\n\nTaleir closed her eyes, her paws curled into fists as she summoned her inner power. The air on the surface of her paw pads began to heat until.\n\n``Fwoosh!''\n\nAs her paws opened flames emerged from her grasp, the worm was caught completely by surprise as the tentacles holding her arms sizzled painfully.\n\nTaleir fell to the bridge as the worm finally released her from its grip with a pained squeal. Grabbing her dagger that had landed next to her she lifted it, in one arc she severed the beaked tentacle still buried inside her from its owner. A shower of maggots fell over the bridge as the worm writhed.\n\nThe worm had had enough by now it seemed, as Taleir sitting down watched as it squirmed back into the marsh, still squealing in pain. Taleir panted in exhaustion before looking down at her vixenhood. The tentacle was still penetrating her, she could feel it spasm. Grabbing it was easier said than done, as its slimey excretions made it very slippery, with effort though she finally got a grip on the thing. \n\n``Okay, on three Tal. No, five. One, two, oh fuck it........''\n\nThe vixen said as she yanked the beaked tentacle from her still wet and gapping pussy. Laying back she casually tossed the thing off the side of the bridge, hearing the splash as it fell into the murky water was a little satisfying.\n\nTaleir sitting up looked around her. There were hundreds, if not thousands of the plump maggots all over the bridge. She brushed off several of them clinging to her fur as realization dawned on her.\n\nThat monster was trying to implant these things inside her! She shivered as she thought of it. Being pumped full of worms, squirming and oozing in her womb, it made her shudder.\n\nBut not in disgust though. The idea of carrying the offspring of another creature, especially one so radically different than her didn't disgust her at all, quite the opposite actually.\n\nAnother thought crossed her mind. She had basically denied the worm the chance to reproduce. She had not only basically aborted its offspring but had neutered it as well.\n\nA sense of guilt swept over the young vixen as she rose shaking to her footpaws. She told herself that she was at least lucky to avoid becoming a host to the worm's offspring, but that from now forth she needed to avoid contact with more of the natives. \n\nIf she could at least, she thought as she gathered her belongings. Looking to the west she could now just see where the bridge ended and the mushroom jungle began. Putting on her cloak and sheathing her daggers she continued on her way, still a little sore between the thighs. \n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Taleir was awoken from her slumber as the Dinosaurian shuttle rumbled; looking out the porthole she gazed in awe at the scene before her. The Silver Arrow was headed towards a gas giant planet, a sphere of swirling clouds and storms, but the shuttle didn't seem to be going in the giant's direction, instead it was headed in the direction of a small moon. The purple and blue moon certainly stood out against the yellowish orange giant it orbited, despite being a fraction its size.
``Attention all passengers and personnel, we have begun our approach to Necros 3 and are beginning our landing sequence.''
The automated announcement brought Taleir back to reality; the vixen ever quietly pressed her ear against the door. Looking up she saw a small circular window and, jumping up grabbed on to the sill. Her footpaws scrapped against the door until her pads got a grip. Looking out she could see the shuttles only other occupant as he approached the mini bar.
Private Calhoun had been binge watching a few sitcoms, now bored the Dienonychus needed to stretch his legs and was pretty ready for some action on the planet below him, but first he was thirsty. He took a seat in one of the hovering bucket chairs in front of the bar.
``Automated huh? General Rictor you certainly are a Styracosaurus who appreciates the finer things in life.'' Calhoun said as he tapped the control panel on the bar table. Just then a panel in the wall opened, revealing a Servitron. The robot balanced on one wheel, its chromium body topped with two arms and a head with a single eye. The robot spoke in a welcoming voice.
``Hello Sir, my name is Markus, A.I. service and auto-pilot on the shuttle Silver Arrow. You must be Private Calhoun, General Rictor has told me about you. Would you like me to prepare a drink for you before we land?''
Calhoun nodded, ``Just something to calm my nerves if you would please, make it something sweet too.''
``One glass of Bloodfruit Wine then'' The robot got to work preparing the Private his drink, all while making light conversation like any good bartender.
``So the General tells me when you complete this assignment you'll be rewarded handsomely. Perhaps a promotion? Raise in living? Your own quarters? Oh, I hear the new Valor hovercars are making waves as well.''
The robot handed the cup of wine over to the Dienonychus who shrugged in reply, ``Sounds like he has told about as much to you as he has to me. The briefing was actually kind of short.''
``Oh that reminds me, the General told instructed me to declassify information on the moon Necros 3 once we reach our destination. Do you accept?''
Private Calhoun looked up from his drink, ``Yes.''
With that a hologram of the moon projected from Markus's single eye. With it some basic info, 0.8ths Earth mass, atmosphere +.25 Earth oxygen levels, moons/natural satellites: 0, spends 8/10ths of its time in perpetual twilight due to the large planet it orbits, inhabitable: shows signs of civilization, possible advanced, inhabitants...........
Nothing, the info just abruptly ended there.
``Markus, pull up information on the inhabitants of Necros 3.''
``Yes sir'' the Servitron said, a moment later he responded, ``That's strange, I have the files on the known wildlife of Necros 3, but the files on the native civilization are encrypted. I'll get to work on deciphering them, but it will take some time.''
``Okay then, bring up some of the native wildlife.''
Looking through the window Taleir could see the raptor. She also saw the robot, that was gonna make things a little trickier. She knew the shuttle had automated systems, but an actual robot with awareness just made for another enemy to either avoid, or if spotted killed. Now she watched as the robot projected a hologram of the moon they were inbound for. She could make out some of the Dinosaurian language, a few things about the planet, and something about the wildlife.
The robot projected a few more holograms, showing what looked like a few strange creatures. From the distance and through the door she could only see a few images of legs, wings, antennae, tentacles, egg sacks and........... what looked like genitals. Seeing even these broken images made her legs wobbly. She didn't notice it at first, but the sight of these things made her wet between the legs.
Deep down she always had some dark desire for the unusual. She tried to bring herself back to reality; she needed to focus on her bounty and get back home. A thought crossed her though; the details for her bounty were pretty vague. What if these creatures had something to do with her bounty? Remembering she still had the papers she had been given she reached into the pouch on her belt. In that moment her left footpaw slipped.
The clatter in the storage room next to him alerted Calhoun and Markus. Calhoun reached for his holster, then remembering he had left his sidearm in the control room. Markus raised his right arm, which then opened to reveal a plasma gun for defense.
Calhoun crept towards the door, signaling Markus to cover him if things get ugly. Calhoun may not have had his sidearm, but choosing to melee a Dienonychus trooper was suicide either way. His claws could rend the toughest flesh with ease alone, add some close quarters combat training and you'll have a trooper who can hold his own in almost any fight. Grabbing the handle to the metal door, Calhoun flung it open.
Only to find a few can and bottles of rations on the ground, something else got his attention though, something he almost missed as he stepped over the mess. Reaching down he picked up a single strand of orange fur, he smelled the strand. Though it was coated with something that mostly blocked the scent, he could still make it out.
``Vulpine..........'' Calhoun said back to Markus, who put away his plasma gun.
``Sir, we are beginning our descent, I must see to it.''
Calhoun nodded and the robot left for the control room. Turning his attention back to the storage room Calhoun smelled the air; there was something else he hadn't noticed before, a musky odor of sorts. Definitely mammalian, but something he was not familiar with. The raptor looked around, seeing one of the metal storage crates with its lid askew he threw it off. Looking in he saw only a few open containers of dried meat rations. Next he looked through some of the luggage, nothing but standard issue fatigues and high tech body armor. He noticed the row of cabinets above the porthole.
``Private Calhoun, there is a problem in the control room, please report.''
Came Markus's voice on the intercom, Calhoun left the storage room to see the robot next to the co-pilot's seat.
``Sir, I have attempted contact with Firebase Gamma, they have failed to respond.''
Calhoun got back into the captain's chair, toggling the communications.
``Firebase Gamma, this is Silver Arrow, requesting permission to land, over.''
Calhoun got nothing but static in response.
``Firebase Gamma, I repeat this is Silver Arrow. We are requesting permission to land, please respond.''
With no response things started to look bad, and his training told Calhoun to always expect trouble.
``Markus activate the active camouflage and have defenses ready.''
Emerging from the cupboards after the commotion outside had stopped, Taleir jumped down, landing quietly on all fours daggers in her paws. She scanned the area, seeing the mess she had unintentionally made as well as the open door.
There was something else too; looking towards the porthole she saw the dim light from outside. Looking out she saw little more than thick fog, with a strange purplish hue.
The fog cleared up as the shuttle approached another Dinosaurian base. Something was very wrong though, the wall separating the base from the wilderness appeared to have had been breached. Several wrecked vehicles littered the area, and despite still appearing to have power the whole base seemed lifeless.
``At least this means less DIA to worry about'' Taleir thought to herself, she then realized she now had to avoid something strong enough to fight and kill Dinosaurian troops.
The Silver Arrow hovered over an empty landing platform, with its active camouflage on it was virtually invisible.
``Markus, where is the armory?
``Down the hall, next to the infirmary, follow me sir'' The Servitron said pointing in the direction of the hall next on the other side of the small theater before heading off.
Markus opened the door to the armory and Calhoun grinned a mouthful of sharp teeth. Before him lay an arsenal of weapons and gadgets any DIA trooper could only dream of. Of course there were the incendiary plasma weapons, with them though were the more specialized weapons, the microwave arc rifle for instance, or the sonic rifle.
Calhoun picked up a classic DIA favorite, the plasma carbine. The bullpup rifle had all the power and accuracy of the original plasma rifle, now in a smaller package. The instant Calhoun grabbed the guns grip it activated, its biometrics sensing a friendly Dinosaurian. Looking down its digital scope all seemed well.
Grabbing a shock trooper helmet Calhoun put it on; the helmet had its two distinct fins on each side. Though it covered his eyes it left his jaws free for combat, activating the helmets Heads up Display improved his already sharp vision.
``Don't forget a wrist utility sir, it will come in handy'' Markus said handing Calhoun the metal gauntlet with its digital screen. It activated the instant Calhoun snapped it on.
Taking some extra power cells for his rifle and some plasma grenades Calhoun headed for the exit, which lowered at his command.
``Markus find that stowaway, capture her if you can.''
``I beg your pardon Sir, how do you know our stowaway is female?'' The robot inquired.''
``Elementary dear Markus, by her scent'' With this semi-sarcastic statement the ramp closed, leaving Markus inside with their stowaway.
``Come out little foxy, dear Markus won't hurt you, if you cooperate that is!'' Markus said as he brought out his plasma gun.
Calhoun watched as the ramp closed, with its active camouflage on the open lowered ramp looked really out of place, not to mention a dead giveaway. The Dienonychus looked about the base, the hard light fence was deactivated, and that was not a good sign. He saw several bodies of his comrades strewn about as well, most of them in an advanced state of decay or partially eaten by the small leathery winged insects that flew about.
Calhoun stopped to take a look at one of the fallen DIA. Despite the corpse advanced state of decay Calhoun could tell it was a Pachycephalosaurus by the bony, dome shaped skull, for this reason they were the few DIA troops were practically never wore helmets.
Calhoun noticed something else though, the dark red coloration of its body armor. Rubbing mud off its right shoulder pad he saw the symbol of the Red Shield Elite Guard. Two more questions entered his mind at this moment, what was the elite guard doing on this backwater planet, and what in the heavens above could kill them? The Red Shield were known for their expertise in defense, so they were often deployed either in areas of high importance or to escort V.I.P's.
Looking at the modest sized command building Calhoun thought about performing some of his own investigations, but pushed this to the back of his head. First he needed to get to that Necrosian structure to the west.
Leaving the base Calhoun walked across a small bridge over a swamp. The water was thick and dark, chocked with slimy vegetation. Calhoun stopped as he felt something around his ankle.
A tentacle had grabbed his leg and was trying fruitlessly to pull him in. Though not feeble it was still not quite strong enough as Calhoun stomped down, his sharp claws severed the tentacle and the Dinosaurian could hear a squeal from below the water's surface. Firing a few bolts of plasma into the water, a thought crossed Calhoun's mind as the bolts of bright green energy sizzled the water. Had he been a Dinosaurian of smaller stature he would almost certainly have been pulled in, ending up like his comrades back at the base.
He dismissed this thought though and continued with his objective, looking at his wrist utility he saw he was on the right trek towards the Necrosian structure to the west.
Taleir hiding in the theater had seen the Dino trooper leave. Looking towards the control panel next to the ramp Taleir knew she had to get off this shuttle, especially now that the armed robot was on to her.
Taleir considered using her alchemy on robot, maybe a quick fire spell, but she dismissed that idea though. Her alchemy skills were limited, and given that her enemy was a high-tech robot ready to kill she wasn't even sure how well a simple spell would work.
The vixen looked into one of the pouches on her belt and found small black sphere. Picking it out and gently squeezing it she came up with a quick plan of action.
Markus rolled down the aisle between the rows of seats, scanning for the intruder plasma gun at the ready. He turned as he heard a glass fall at the mini bar.
``If you don't wish to be a pile of ashes you had best reveal yourself my dear'' The robot said raising his plasma gun to investigate.
Only to find some broken glass behind the bar, false alarm he thought. In the instant he turned around he just caught a glimpse of a black sphere as it splattered against his eye.
``Yes!'' Taleir thought as the orb of sticky black glue covered the robots eye, effectively blinding him. To be honest it worked a lot better than the vixen had expected. She snuck over towards the ramp, knowing the robot could still hear her and as he tried multiple methods of removing the gunk that his blinded state was only temporary.
``You miscreant! I'll prepare you as a dish for the Private when I find you!
Stifling a giggle Taleir hit the digital control panel and bolted down the ramp just as it began to lower. She landed on all fours and sprinted towards the wilderness, away from the base and the shuttle and the angry robot.
Running through the fog she only stopped when she found the rubbery dark red grass was thick enough for her to hide in. Just in time too as the gun turret on the underside of the shuttle swiveled around, casting its green sensor light over the field, searching for the young fox.
As silently and quickly as she could she crept through the tall grass, until she could no longer see the base or the shuttle. Catching her breath she could finally see the moon of Necros 3 in all its otherworldly glory. Above her in the hazy sky loomed the gas giant planet, blocking all but a few of the sun's rays.
Taleir took out the parchment that had been provided along with her anonymous bounty. Finally in some light and alone she took the time to better study the paper. The first page depicted what looked like some kind of building. A cylindrical structure surrounded by a rib cage like protrusions around it. The same building the raptor was headed to she knew.
Taleir studied another illustration next to that of the structure. A cube shaped item of sorts covered in markings and hieroglyphs, some of which looked similar to ancient Vulpine. She could make out parts of the language next to the picture. Something about life and continuation, or something about spreading versus demise. Whatever this object was it was a good bet that her anonymous bounty had something to do with it.
Climbing up a hill before her she got a clear view above the fog. To the west a forest of tree sized mushrooms, faintly glowing blue stood a mile or so away. Before that though, came the swamp. A partially dilapidated metal bridge, built by the Dinosaurian forces no doubt looked like the best way over.
Calhoun could tell by the state of the roadway that no one had done any work on it anytime recently. Normally finding a Dinosaurian made roadway was easy. The polymer based roads complimented by lighted dividers were so obvious you'd have to be blind no to see them. Now the vegetation was so overgrown you'd miss the road if it weren't still partially illuminated. Dark red moss and vines crept over it, reaching from the fungus jungle either side.
Calhoun trekked on though, still bound by his mission. At least the damn fog had mostly cleared, not that it really mattered anyhow what with the overgrowth. The Dienonychus shouldered his plasma carbine and looked at his wrist utility. GPS showed he was getting close to the Necrosian structure. The communications display lit up which for a moment startled Calhoun, the Private was already on edge.
``Sir'' came Markus's voice, ``Can you hear me?''
``Yes Markus, you're coming in fine. How's the situation with our stowaway?''
Markus made an innocent chuckle, ``About that Sir, she escaped........''
Calhoun tried to keep his voice as low as he could, he didn't want to attract any unwanted attention.
``What? How did she get away? Are you telling me she actually got out of the shuttle?''
``I'm afraid so sir, she must have seen us operate the ramp controls sometime. As it is unlikely she would have known how to operate such a device.''
This was disconcerting to Calhoun; he had unknowingly carried either one of two things to this moon. Either someone who knew their way around DIA technology and tactics, or a true master of stealth, either way no good could come out of either.
``Sir, are you still there?''
Calhoun snapped back to reality, ``Yes Markus. Look, don't worry too much about it. She's out in the wilderness alone and we both know the indigenous life forms are extremely hostile. Stay alert for her though.''
``Yes Sir Private Calhoun, anything else I can do while you are away?''
Calhoun knew exactly what as he looked around the area quickly, ``Yes Markus, see if you can connect to the Firebase Gamma's network. I found deceased Red Shield Elite guards outside, so something is up here.''
``I'll get it done Private, Markus out.''
With that Calhoun was alone again, nothing but the calls of distant alien wildlife filled the still air. With that the Dienonychus continued on his way.
Taleir watched every step she took on the metal bridge. Parts of it had already collapsed into the marsh below, all while vines and creepers grew all over the structure. Thankfully the bridge's lighting was still online so the vixen could see somewhat clearly through the fog.
She padded as quietly as she could; every sound made the fur on the back of her neck stand. Every sound of sound distant creature, every time one of those leathery winged insects fluttered by put her on edge.
Just then she heard a gurgling sound from the water next to her and she froze. Slowly as she could she unsheathed her daggers and looked down. Rising from the muck was something smooth and white.
By now Taleir's curiosity had overcome her fear and, getting on all fours she leaned over the edge of the bridge. Her fear resurged though as the skull of a dinosaur emerged from the muck, its empty socket starring at her, and its sharp teeth bared.
So preoccupied was the vixen she failed to notice something wet around her ankle. At least not until it jerked her back violently. Taleir dropped her daggers, caught completely by surprise. Whatever had grabbed her was now lifting her effortlessly above the bridge.
Looking up Taleir could see what had snagged her. A slimy tentacle, colored murky brown to match the swamp had her in its grasp. Looking back down Taleir now saw her captor in all its terrifying glory.
A huge worm like beast several meters long, its head arched out to meet her with six black, beady eyes. Its mouth, if you could call it that appeared to be a clenched sphincter.
As the monster examined her Taleir's watched in horror, not sure what to do. The monster made what sounded like an uncomfortable grunting noise as its sphincter mouth began to pulse and tremor. For a brief moment Taleir thought the creature was turning inside out as, to her horror. A mass of tentacles, all pink and fleshy emerged from the things mouth. The center tentacle being the largest, and being tipped with a beak.
``No! Let me go!''
Taleir yelled as she thrashed in an attempt to escape. Several of the tentacles grabbed her free limbs, completely restraining her as the others began to remove her cloak. She felt now as the tentacles explored her naked body. They slithered in every nook, gradually traveling down her body.
Taleir blushed in humiliation as one of the tendrils crept in between the cheeks of her ass. She felt the slimy tentacles as they crept under her tail. Then she went stiff as they rubbed against the lips of her pussy. They writhed over her mound, spreading their slime, coating the fur between her legs.
Taleir's mind flooded with fantasies, she had masturbated to such desires before, but now it was really happening. This thing was pleasuring her! By now whatever logical part of her mind that was still thinking frantically about a way to escape was being drowning out by her darkest desires. She would have been wet either way even without the worms assistance.
Taleir felt as the tentacles lifted her legs up and outward, exposing her moist entrance as worm's beaked tentacle slinked underneath her. She could only watch as, without hesitation, it plunged directly into her vixenhood. Taleir's teeth clenched as she felt the ridged beak enter her vaginal canal. For a moment it stayed there, as if letting her get accommodated to its girth.
The vixen moaned as the tentacle began to pull out, until only the beak remained buried in her pussy. She moaned again as the tentacle was thrust forward with a wet slurping sound, traveling further down her canal.
With her entrance sufficiently lubricated the worm began to thrust in and out of the vixen. Taleir could only hang there as it fucked her, leaving her gapping at the sheer pleasure as the thing had its way with her.
Taleir was getting close to release when she felt the tentacle poke against her cervical wall. In that instant she threw her head back moaning loudly as an orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced before rocketed through her body. She felt as the open beak of the worm flooded her inside with slime.
After her orgasm died down and she stopped writhing did she relax in the grip of the thing. Through her hazy mind she looked down at the throbbing tentacle still buried in her pussy, and in that instant her terror reawaked. As she watched a writhing mass traveling down the tentacle still within her.
Taleir's mind raced as the thing inched closer to her spread lips. By now she knew trying to fight this thing by force alone was futile.
Within that moment of clarity an idea popped in Taleir's mind. She knew it would almost certainly be effective, though posed risk to herself as well. By now the squirming bulge was inches from her pussy, she knew it was now or never.
Taleir closed her eyes, her paws curled into fists as she summoned her inner power. The air on the surface of her paw pads began to heat until.
``Fwoosh!''
As her paws opened flames emerged from her grasp, the worm was caught completely by surprise as the tentacles holding her arms sizzled painfully.
Taleir fell to the bridge as the worm finally released her from its grip with a pained squeal. Grabbing her dagger that had landed next to her she lifted it, in one arc she severed the beaked tentacle still buried inside her from its owner. A shower of maggots fell over the bridge as the worm writhed.
The worm had had enough by now it seemed, as Taleir sitting down watched as it squirmed back into the marsh, still squealing in pain. Taleir panted in exhaustion before looking down at her vixenhood. The tentacle was still penetrating her, she could feel it spasm. Grabbing it was easier said than done, as its slimey excretions made it very slippery, with effort though she finally got a grip on the thing.
``Okay, on three Tal. No, five. One, two, oh fuck it........''
The vixen said as she yanked the beaked tentacle from her still wet and gapping pussy. Laying back she casually tossed the thing off the side of the bridge, hearing the splash as it fell into the murky water was a little satisfying.
Taleir sitting up looked around her. There were hundreds, if not thousands of the plump maggots all over the bridge. She brushed off several of them clinging to her fur as realization dawned on her.
That monster was trying to implant these things inside her! She shivered as she thought of it. Being pumped full of worms, squirming and oozing in her womb, it made her shudder.
But not in disgust though. The idea of carrying the offspring of another creature, especially one so radically different than her didn't disgust her at all, quite the opposite actually.
Another thought crossed her mind. She had basically denied the worm the chance to reproduce. She had not only basically aborted its offspring but had neutered it as well.
A sense of guilt swept over the young vixen as she rose shaking to her footpaws. She told herself that she was at least lucky to avoid becoming a host to the worm's offspring, but that from now forth she needed to avoid contact with more of the natives.
If she could at least, she thought as she gathered her belongings. Looking to the west she could now just see where the bridge ended and the mushroom jungle began. Putting on her cloak and sheathing her daggers she continued on her way, still a little sore between the thighs.
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