Chapter 1: Skag Style
Chapter Text
Not a single cloud was in the bright blue sky, making it yet another sweaty-ass day on the hell-hole planet that was Pandora.
For Moze, it was just like any other hell-hole planet she had been stationed on in the past. Only this time, instead of a tightly knit squad of well-trained Gunners from the Vladof Corporation, her sole companions were a bloodthirsty AI in the body of a giant metal monster and its equally bloodthirsty pet skag. Moze had yet to determine if anything about her current situation was a step up or step down from days past, but like always, she would make do until her current mission was complete.
Presently, the three misfits, two Vault Hunters, and a somewhat housebroken skag were slowly making their way up the rocky slope of a hill in order to scout out a bandit camp that lay on the other side. With the practiced ease of a skilled Gunner, Moze made her way up the slope quickly, drawing on her military training to pick her steps carefully and not draw any unwanted attention as they got closer to the enemy.
If only the same could be said about the skag.
“Can't you make that thing walk more carefully?” Moze hissed as she watched the skag send more small rocks rolling back down the hill as it climbed. Dust wafted into the air in their wake, and Moze grimaced at the thought of it giving away their position to the bandits before they could infiltrate the camp and strike.
“The beast is fine,” answered the technical voice of Fl4k, not bothering to look over its shoulder at her. “It is a hunter. It knows what it is doing.”
“It doesn't know shit,” Moze hissed back, following closely behind Fl4k. “Unless you count getting in the way of my shots, stealing my kills, and piss'n all over the place. Then yeah, sure, it knows what it's doing.”
Fl4k suddenly stopped and looked at her, its single eye squinting slightly in that way that made Moze wonder if it intended to spill her blood next. It said nothing, though, and simply turned and continued up the hill. “Come here, boy.”
The skag, affectionately called Mr. Chew, for whatever reason, slowly made its way over to Fl4k, who in turn gave it a small pat on its rump before walking the rest of the way up the ridge together.
Finally reaching the top, the two Vault Hunters took their positions and lay flat out on their bellies as they looked down the sights of their guns to scan the camp down below. One eye closed, Moze gazed through the scope of her rifle to see if she could spot any sign of movement or get a good idea of how many bandits they might be up against.
“See anything?” asked Moze.
“No,” Fl4k replied. Moze almost felt like she could detect a hint of disappointment in its robotic voice.
Moze continued to scan the area, still finding the camp below deserted. “Yeah, me either. Weird, Ellie told us that this group of bandits was a wild bunch. Like, really wild. I wonder where-”
“I have them. In a pen to the east.”
She shifted her scope around until she found the pen. Sure enough, it was full of bandits, though as soon as she'd spotted them, she immediately wished otherwise. “What in the fuck?” Bandits weren't the only ones occupying the pens. If anything, they seemed like guests for the true inhabitants corralled within.
Skags; four of them, and big ones too. They were out in the middle of the pen, surrounded by crazy bandits hooting and hollering without end, waving their weapons around and acting pretty much like crazy bandits do. That wasn't the part that shocked Moze, though. No, what shocked her were the four female bandits down on their hands and knees, asses raised, and getting fucked knot-deep skag style for the enjoyment of everyone watching.
Moze had to move her eye away from her scope and blink before she could take a second look and make sure what she had seen was real. Sure enough, the show hadn't changed. “Seriously... what in the fuck?”
“It seems that these bandits take an active part in their skag's mating habits,” Fl4k commented without alarm.
“Mating?” Moze whipped her head around to stare wide-eyed at her robotic companion. She could understand that as a robot, Fl4k might not care about some things like she did, but the least it could do was seem somewhat surprised. “Mating!? That's not mating! That's... that's... that's just wrong.”
Fl4k didn't remove its eye from its scope. “Animals will be animals. You humans are included in that, whether you choose to admit it or not.”
“That's not the point!” Moze couldn't believe that she had to defend herself against a robot on what was considered decent for human sexual interaction. “I can understand needing to get your rocks off, but not like that! It's just...ugh, fuck, it's so horrible, but I can't not look...”
Squeezing her eye back to the scope, the scene below was still going hot and heavy down below. The faces of the women were covered by Psycho masks, but from the way they were writhing and bucking their asses back underneath the skags, it seemed that they were getting at least some sense of enjoyment out of it. The skags seemed to be enjoying themselves, too, mounting the women and riding them with primal ferocity, but then what creature wouldn't like getting its cock wet in a tight, warm hole. From this angle, she couldn't really see what the cocks looked like, filling the women so completely as to be hidden between their legs, but from the size of the skags, she had to imagine that they were at least the size of her forearm.
Wait, had she really just thought about what a skag's cock looked like? What the hell was wrong with her?
“I agree that this kind of union is rather... unorthodox,” Fl4k continued, bringing Moze back from her embarrassing thoughts, “but what can you expect from disgusting bandits.”
“Yeah... Y-yeah, disgusting...” Moze muttered.
“Your face is red.”
“Huh!?”
Fl4k was looking at her now, its green eye focusing right on her face. “Your face has turned red. It was not like that before. And your body temperature is rising. Are you showing fear? A couple of bandits is nothing we cannot handle.”
Moze flushed as she realized that she was indeed feeling hot. Her cheeks burned, and she had no doubt that they were as red as a bandit with a gut wound, just as Fl4k had said. Was this because of what was going on down below? No, no, it had to just be the heat. No way something so disgusting and wrong was getting her all worked up and bothered. She wasn't that desperate. “Uh...N-no...no, I'm fine. Let's just get this over with and grab the loot.”
Fl4k held its gaze on her for a moment longer, then looked back down its scope. “Agreed.”
Letting out a slow breath, Moze closed her eyes and tried to get herself under control. Her cheeks were still burning, but she tried to put it out of her mind and focus on the task at hand. “Fuck,” Looking back through her scope, she found her crosshairs were still fixed on the wild skag orgy. One look at the shaking woman in the middle of her scope, and Moze could tell she was having an orgasm, and from the accompanying roar and gush of white fluid onto the sand, so was the skag.
“Oh! Oh fuck!” Moze groaned, squeezing her eyes shut and burying her face in her arm. “To hell with this! Let's just get out of here, Fl4k. Fuck these bandits, I don't want anything to do with-”
“PREPARE FOR THE INTESTINE JUMP ROPE CONTEST!”
“Huh-!?” Moze looked up just in time to see the glowing eyes of a masked Psycho midget falling from the air toward her, buzzsaw axe raised for the kill. “Aw, shit...”
She tried to get her gun up, but the bandit was already so close that all she could do was hope to knock the ax off course with the end of the rifle, but her chances didn't look good. Caught off guard while watching skags get it on with some inbred she-bandits. What a way to go.
There was a sudden flash of brown scales as Mr. Chew got the Psycho midget before the bandit got her. Picked the little bastard right out of the air, leaving only a squeak of pain and a cloud of bloody mist.
“To the bloodletting!” Fl4k yelled, firing off one round into the pen and then a second.
Moze was still caught in a daze, coming to grips with the moment she had thought would be her last. Panting hard, she watched as Mr. Chew pinned the small bandit and proceeded to finish it off with a bloody chomp of its jaws. When it was done, the pet skag turned around and looked right at her, red tongue lolling out between its split face. She could have sworn it was smiling.
“Yes, into the fray!” Another cry from Fl4k, this one bringing Moze back to the moment and onto her feet.
Together the two skilled Vault Hunters and the formidable Mr. Chew made quick work of the bandit scum. Picking off a few of them from above, the trio soon made their way down into the camp, taking down bandits as they came on in waves. Fl4k was in fine form, calling out its taunts and boasts of lethal prowess as it mowed down enemy after enemy with Mr. Chew at its command. Normally, Moze would have joined in on the fun, keeping track of each enemy killed until she lost count, but right now, it was all she could do to keep her wits about her and make sure she wasn't caught unaware again.
In the back of her mind, she couldn't help but notice that they were getting closer to the skag pen.
“I'M GONNA BE YOUR GRAND-PAPY!”
A tall, shirtless psycho jumped down from a rooftop right in the middle of Moze's path. Holding his hand up to the sky, she could see the blinking red light of a grenade before he flung it right at her. It landed with a thunk at her feet, to which she promptly punted it right back to where it had come from. As the grenade soared back through the air, Moze looked back toward the bandit, her stomach dropping at what she saw.
The bandit was evidently in the middle of some kind of victory dance. Or, more aptly, victory pelvic thrust- jerking his hips back and forth lewdly and humping the air with highly inappropriate enthusiasm, all the while shouting “SKAG STYLE! SKAG STYLE! SKAG STYLE!” over and over again at the top of his lungs. Moze almost thought that the crazy bandit might have gone on like that all day until the grenade landed at his feet and exploded.
“IT'S ALL NATURAL!” screamed the bandit as his torso flew in the opposite direction of his legs.
Moze watched him go, anger welling up inside of her from the lewd display she had been forced to witness. Bandits were all crazy, inbred fucks, but right now, she just wasn't in the mood to deal with their shit.
“Pervert!” she shouted as the two halves of the same corpse landed in the dirt. It was then that she noticed how quiet the camp had become. Looking around, all she saw were dirty shacks and dead bandits, no sign of her companions. “Fl4k? Mr. Chew?”
Her Echo beeped, and she looked to find that Fl4k had marked a location on the area map. Seemed that the bandit loot chest had been found. Rushing off toward the marked location, Moze rounded a corner and skidded to a halt in the sand. The entrance to the skag pen stood before her.
Feeling the sting of uncertainty creeping up on her like an unwelcome visitor, she checked the Echo again just to make sure the location was correct. Sure enough, the loot chest was inside the pen. Moze bit her lip and swallowed hard.
She was being stupid. Why the hell was she afraid of a few horny skags? She was a Vladof Gunner, a specially trained war-fighting machine. Just because a few messed up and clearly desperate ladies decided to lay down and present their asses to some wild beasts didn't mean that she was going to let those skags get anywhere near her without earning a few new holes in their hides. Besides, she'd never met a skag that the Iron Bear couldn't handle. No way in hell she'd ever be some lizard dog's slut.
Hooking her Echo back onto her belt, Moze cocked her rifle and headed inside to meet whatever horror waited for her.
“Oh, thank goodness,” Moze said with a sigh and a laugh of relief as she entered the pen. “ You killed them already.”
Fl4k turned to face her, Mr. Chew with it as they stood next to a pile of dead skag bodies heaped together. “A good hunt.”
Moze took a moment to catch her breath, suddenly very aware of how fast her heart had been racing inside of her chest the whole time. “Yeah... yeah, good hunt. God damn...” Then she looked over the pile of dead skags and frowned. Pointing with her finger, she quietly counted under her breath. “One, two, three... Wait, wasn't there a fourth one? AAAH-!”
The world flipped upside down as Moze felt something big hit her from behind. Her gun was gone in an instant, out of sight and leaving her hand empty. Before she knew it, she was on her back in the dirt, her vision blurring as her head bounced off the ground. Luckily, her helmet took most of the impact, and she quickly found her senses returning, only to find herself in the exact situation she had been dreading ever since this little misadventure began.
To her horror, the last big skag now stood on top of her, its open jaws dripping hot drool onto her face while a puff of hot, rancid air stung her nose and made her eyes water. All she got out was a pathetic whimper before the beast let out a roar and gave her a hard knock with its front paw. The world went spinning again as she was rolled over onto her belly, sand sticking to her tear-stained cheeks as she struggled to get herself up off of the ground and moving again.
The skag seemed to have other ideas, however.
With another ear-splitting roar, it pounced on her, and it was then that Moze truly knew fear welling up in the pit of her stomach for the first time in a long while. It had been even longer since she had felt anything other than a toy made in a factory between her legs, but there was no mistaking the large, hard, hot object pressing up against her rear now. Moze grunted in disbelief, hoping like hell that this was all some sort of mad dream and she would be waking up from in her own bunk on Sanctuary at any moment.
A second thrust from the skag made it painfully clear that this was real life. That was when the panic set in.
“No... NO!” Moze shrieked, clawing at the sand to pull herself out from under the aroused beast. The skag was having none of that, though, and it quickly subdued her by pinning her in place with one strong paw on her back. A sharp grunt was forced out from Moze's lips, the weight of the beast making her arch her back and giving the skag an even better target to thrust against. And thrust it did, sliding its stiff shaft right up between Moze's legs and up against her ass.
It quickly got into a primal rhythm, making Moze whimper and shriek with each steady thrust as she still tried to escape from underneath the beast. Nothing in her training had prepared her for this, and so her mind went completely blank on what to do. All she could think was that she had to get away and hoped to hell that the tough fabric of her pants would hold against the skag's imposing size.
“Fl4k! Fl4k, help!” she screamed, getting all the more desperate now. The beast may not have gotten inside of her like those other women, but its constant thrusting was hitting her in all the right spots to make her body quiver and tingle whether she wanted to or not. There was no denying that she was in the middle of quite the dry spell when it came to sex, but that shouldn't mean this wild alien dog should be able to have such an effect on her body. It was just so wrong! “For fucks sake Fl4k, do something! Kill it! Fucking kill it now!”
Gritting her teeth, Moze clawed at the ground, almost resigning herself to just enduring the humping until the beast had finished what it had to do. The moment actually didn't seem too far off as the skag roared and doubled its efforts of pleasuring itself against her presented bum. Moze couldn't hold back her desperate whimper and, to her horror, soon began to moan as she felt the heat rising between her legs to spread through her jerking body.
“Ohhhh! Oh, fuck... F-fuck! Nnngh... Pleeease... H-help me!”
The image of that thick gush of white liquid spilling out onto the sand as the other skag came filled her mind, and at that moment, she felt such a hot sensation of humiliating pleasure spread through her body that she almost believed she was actually starting to enjoy everything that was happening. It was absolutely deplorable, but it was true, and it only made her more and more wet between her legs.
She couldn't handle it, though. It was wrong. It was sick. It was too much to handle, and she was going to fucking cum if the beast didn't stop soon- and it was that dirty little feeling that made her more afraid than any war or deadly battlefield she had experienced in her young life.
“FL4K!”
The world was a blur around her as she was humped without any sign of slowing down. The constant thrusting of that cock was becoming too much to bear; it was driving her crazy by the second. Fight or flight didn't mean anything anymore. It was only fight or be used, and Moze most certainly didn't have any fight left in her as she whimpered and cried out under the beast's carnal strength.
Fuck it, maybe she could lay there and take it just a little bit longer...
There was a growl, a sharp yelp, and then the terrible weight of the skag on top of her was gone, leaving only warm, sticky wetness between her legs where the skag's drooling cock had been.
Moze didn't move. She didn't breathe. Her fingers were dug deep into the sand. Slowly, her eyes shifted sideways to the sight of Mr. Chew wrestling the bigger skag to the ground. A shiver ran down her spine as she got her first good look at the skag that had mounted her. A huge, muscled body, with a rough pale hide and the biggest cock that she had ever laid eyes on in her life. The phallic monstrosity was purple and pointed on one end, with a knot the size of her fist near the base. It was waving around in the air as the skag wrestled around with Mr. Chew to get back on its feet.
That thing- that overgrown, purple, bulging skag cock -had been rubbing up against her ass just moments ago, trying to get inside of her. And for what? To do what animals do? To breed her? A skag had just tried to breed with her like she was some sort of bitch in heat. Like she was some sort of inbred psycho bandit.
She could still feel the heat from it between her legs. A heat that made her quiver with need whether she wanted it or not.
“Fuck!”
Moze pushed herself up off the ground and rolled over onto her back. She pushed herself away from the two fighting skags as quickly as she could, kicking at the sand with her boots while keeping her legs pressed tight together. There was a dampness between her thighs, wetness in her panties, and the crotch of her pants. She told herself that it had all oozed from the skag's cock and not herself, but either way, the thought made her skin crawl.
The skags continued to fight one another, but Moze wasn't paying attention. She was still lost in her own head, trying to make sense of what had happened as she struggled to catch her breath. Nothing in the world around her existed for the moment as she relived the feeling of the skag riding her again and again in her mind. It wouldn't go away, the feeling of the beast's girth compelling her to press her thighs together and shiver at the tingle she felt shooting up through her core.
A gunshot split the sky and brought her back to her senses. The pale skag fell to the ground in a heap just as Fl4k lowered its rifle, smoke rising from the barrel. Moze stared up blankly at her robotic companion, and it stared back, its glowing eye open and void of any emotion.
“What the fuck!?” Moze shrieked, kicking her feet and slamming her fists into the sand. “What the hell is wrong with you? Didn't you see what was happening? What the fuck took you so long!?” She was seething with anger, seeing red and staring daggers at the blood-crazed robot she had expected to come to her aid. “Huh? Answer me, you giant metal fuck!” Jumping up to her feet, she forced herself to ignore the wet feeling between her legs as she stormed over to Fl4k and punched it square in its metal chest. Fl4k didn't move, and her hand hurt like hell, but that didn't stop her from punching him again. “Why! Didn't! You! Help!” she screamed, striking him with each anger-fueled word.
“Apologies. I was observing.” Fl4k answered, displaying no concern at all for Moze's fragile state of mind.
Moze stopped her useless assault, staring hatefully up at Fl4k as her fist shook with pain. “Observing what!?” she barked, ready to start hitting him again.
“Animals.”
Moze's face fell, and all the anger dropped out of her. Shame and embarrassment quickly flooded in to fill the void, and just as before, her face burned hot along with the rest of her traitorous body. “W-what?”
Fl4k studied her silently for a moment longer. “Animals will be animals.”
Breath catching in her throat, Moze's eyes went wide as the full meaning of what he meant slowly sank in. “No... I... That wasn't... I didn't want that...”
“Your face is red again.”
“NO!” She shoved her finger into Fl4k's face, fingertip almost touching its glowing green eye. She was shaking from her finger right down to her boots. “No! Not... not another fucking word, you, you... Ah!” Turning on her heel, she went storming off to the pen's exit, her entire body tense with anger and self-loathing. No amount of loot or money was going to get her to stay in this fucking crazy place a second longer.
She was not an animal. She was not some crazy, fucked up, inbred skag lover. She was a Vladof Gunner, and there was nothing in this universe that could get under her skin.
Fucking hell, she hated this planet.
Still in the pen, Fl4k watched as Moze left without a word. Standing there, all that it had observed was soon committed to its memory banks and saved for later use. No doubt such primal mating habits between mammals would come in useful later. After all, Mr. Chew was a good hunter who honored death, and good hunters deserved to be cared for.
Taking a step after Moze, Fl4k stopped when it noticed Moze's gun left behind in the sand. Picking it up, Fl4k turned to Mr. Chew, green eyes squinting in a show of surprise and joy.
“Look, boy. Loot.”
Chapter 2: Hands On Experience
Chapter Text
“Down, boy!”
Fl4k pushed Mr. Chew away for the third time in just a few minutes. The skag was more worked up than he had been in a while, making the calmness of the cool night a distant memory. Usually, Mr. Chew busied himself by wandering nearby whenever camp was made for the night, but now he hardly seemed to stray from Fl4k's side, let alone the light of the campfire.
Judging by the eager look in the skag's eye, Fl4k had a suspicion as to what was the issue with the beast.
“Can't you make that thing settle down? He's making a racket.”
Fl4k turned its head to look across the campfire at Moze, Gunner, and their current companion on this great hunt for the Vault. A fearless and determined ex-Vladof soldier, she was currently curled up and sulking in the fire's glow. It was rather uncharacteristic of the small female organic, but it had been a rather thrilling day on the hunt.
She might have a different word for it, though.
“He is excited. No doubt caused by everything that happened today,” Fl4k answered before looking down at the mewling skag. Mr. Chew was just a little ball of energy tonight, snorting in the dirt, getting into bags and equipment, and generally doing whatever he could to get Fl4k's attention. Fl4k knew by now what this was all about and what would have to be done to relieve the beastly hunter. Whether or not Moze would be fine with bearing witness was the real question.
“Don't bring that up,” Moze snapped. “I don't want to talk about it.”
No, she would most likely not be fine with it. Humans could be so temperamental when it came to their base needs, deeming them inappropriate one moment and then glorifying them the next.
Fl4k reached down and patted Mr. Chew's head. “Why? Is it because you are embarrassed for giving into your organicl desires?”
“You shut the fuck up!” Moze shrieked, sitting up and staring angrily across the fire. “That is not what happened today, and you know it! I was almost... I... Rrrgh, you should have done something!”
Increased heartbeat, spike in body temperature, flushed skin, and watering eyes. So far on their journey together, Moze had only ever shown increased physical signs of a peaked mental state during combat with the enemy. She enjoyed fighting, but this was something different. Her usually calm and controlled demeanor was crumbling before an onslaught of unchecked and unexpected hormones mistaken for conflicted emotions.
If Fl4k had a heart, perhaps it would ache for her.
“I am sorry. It did not seem that the skag was going for the kill, so I thought-”
“You thought what? That'd you'd just stand back and watch? What, did you fucking record it for the holo-net too?” Moze snarled.
Fl4k narrowed its eye at her. “I did no such thing. I find no enjoyment out of such meaningless human vices. I was merely observing that-”
“Oh, spare me your excuses! I don't want to hear it!” Moze interjected again. Sitting back in the dirt, she pulled her knees up to her chest and hung her head to let out a deep sigh. “I'm not in the mood to talk about this, okay? I just want to forget that this day happened at all...”
Fl4k paused, not wanting to let her accusation go but not wanting to push her either. It was clear that what had happened in the pen that morning was, at best, still a touchy subject for her. Fl4k was still becoming accustomed to the wide breadth of human emotions and did not want to say something that would upset her further.
An anxious bark from Mr. Chew was a quick reminder of matters more pressing, however.
Fl4k turned its attention back to the loyal skag. “Well, we know what you're in the mood for, don't we, boy!”
Moze let out an annoyed groan. “Whatever it is, will you do it quick? That thing is driving me nuts with all of its barking... I can barely listen to it, much less look at it.”
“Hmm, I am afraid that he will only get louder before he relaxes.” Standing up, Fl4k patted the lower end of its jacket to get Mr. Chew's limited attention. “I will take him for a walk while you rest. I think that would be best for everyone.”
The look that Moze gave seemed almost thankful. “Yeah...yeah, that sounds good. Thanks.”
Fl4k nodded and turned to walk away from the fire with Mr. Chew in tow. Moze could have some peace and quiet to sort things out. Hopefully, it wouldn't take too long to deal with the skag's problem. Then perhaps Moze would be open to talking more about why she wasn't acting like her normal self.
Strange that she should be acting so glum over what had happened in the pen. From what he had observed, she had been starting to enjoy it.
Moze felt like shit.
Every time that she closed her eyes, she could feel it, that pounding from behind. It was as constant as her own heartbeat, the hard girth of that big skag cock humping against her while she was down on all fours. If she thought about it hard enough she could still feel the weight of it on top of her. Problem was, she was having trouble thinking about anything else.
It made her stomach twist into knots, and she didn't know if she would rather throw up or start crying. Or maybe she would just end up laughing in spite of it all. The whole thing seemed like one big bad dream, one that she just couldn't help reliving in her waking mind.
Pinned to the ground, helpless, forced to endure a wild beast rutting its fat cock against her again and again and again. It had been horrifying and revolting, but despite all of that, her body had responded in the most embarrassing way. Her body had started to welcome it.
“Shit...” Moze groaned as she rubbed her thighs together and felt the warm dampness in her panties once again. “Aaah... No... No, no, no...” Her voice cracked as she spoke, making her hate how much it sounded like a pitiful whine. How was she letting this get to her? After all of her training and all of the combat missions she had been through, this could hardly be the worst thing she'd ever experienced. Sure, it was some fucked up shit, but nothing was supposed to be able to bring her down!
So why the hell couldn't she stop thinking about that wild beast fucking her like a bitch in heat?
It was beyond wrong, but each time she thought she had gotten it out of her mind, she would close her eyes and feel it pressing up against her again. Her entire body would get hot, and in no time at all, she would be aching to have something between her legs. Anything! Even a skag's hard, thick...
No! She was not some sort of degenerate, perverted freak!
“Fuck! Get yourself together, Moze! Come on!” she snarled, hitting herself on the helmet a few times just to see if she could rattle the haunting memories away. “It's wrong. You know it's wrong... Pull yourself together, girl!”
A familiar wetness between her legs made her shiver as she writhed on the ground. She had to get out of her panties. They had been soaked through most of the day, drying slowly, only for her to get worked up and soak them all over again. The feeling had been a constant reminder of how fucked up this whole thing was, and it was starting to drive her insane with guilt and shame.
Jumping up to her feet, she angrily began to pull loose her belt and tear open her pants. She kicked at her boots, forcing one off, then tripping as she tried to kick off the other. She fell with a yelp and a curse, nearly landing face-first in the dirt before rolling onto her back to finish her task. Kicking her legs free of her pants, she lifted her hips and tore her gray, Vladof-issued underwear down her thighs in one quick motion. The feeling of little hard rocks on bare ass didn't bother her nearly as much as the cool night air on her naked pussy did. She was still wet, and the feeling of having nothing on from the waist down was more pleasurable than she would have liked to admit.
Forcing that thought from her mind, Moze scrambled back up to her feet, stained panties in hand. Taking a running start, she balled up the dirty garment and hurled it away with all of her might into the surrounding wastes. As she tossed them away, she screamed out all of her frustration and torment, watching the panties slowly fade off into the distance as her cry echoed into the darkness.
A skag's bark was all she got back in answer.
The sound made Moze nearly jump out of her skin, scaring her more than any whizzing bullet or deafening explosion had in her life. Wherever the the sound had come from it was definitely close by, and now she was standing out in the open naked from the waist down. Literally the one thing that had saved her back in the pen, and now she had just done away with them like a crate of COV loot. Shivering where she stood, Moze quickly looked around for where she had kicked her pants and did her best to ignore the heat between her legs as the skag continued to bark out into the night.
“Fuck, shit, fucking shit fuck...” Spotting her pants back by the fire, Moze ran and dived for them like she was trying to throw herself on a grenade. She scrambled to get them on again, shoving her feet down each leg and practically giving herself a wedgie as she pulled them up around her waist. Definitely not her finest moment, but she did feel at least a small sense of security as she got them on and fastened her belt again.
With that done, Moze grabbed her pistol and surveyed the area for any signs of movement. The skag's barking was still echoing into the night, but as far as she could tell, she was still very much alone. That didn't mean she was going to let her guard down, though, not if there was even the slightest chance she might end up down on all fours again.
Fuck, how did she end up like this?
Deciding that taking action was a better choice than sitting and waiting to get attacked, Moze oriented herself in the direction of where the barking was coming from and headed off in pursuit. No way in hell was she going to let herself get spooked out of her wits by a few noisy skags. This was the moment when she started taking back control.
Following the sound of barking to a nearby outcrop of rocks, Moze cautiously made her way into the stony maze. The barking was definitely getting louder, but luckily, from its sound, there only seemed to be one skag making all the noise. Coming up to a corner, she could hear the beast howling just on the other side.
“Alright, scrub,” she growled under her breath, psyching herself up for the moment to strike. “Tonight, Ursa Corps fucks you...”
Dashing out from cover, Moze leveled her pistol and slowly squeezed down on the trigger, ready to deliver sweet death upon any pervy skags that dared show their face in front of her that night.
“Fl4k!” she yelled, checking herself and dropping her aim just in the nick of time. “What the hell, dude? I almost killed you!”
The trench coat-wearing robot looked up at her from where it knelt on the ground, its green eye looking up at her in surprise. “I... er, I thought you needed some time alone?”
Moze slowly nodded, holstering her pistol and taking a step forward. “Yeah, and I thought you were taking Mr. Chew for a walk. You didn't go very far. I thought another skag was creeping up on me.”
Fl4k stared up at her, then looked down to where Mr. Chew was also lying on the ground. Moze followed, not really noticing the skag at first, but now her eyes were drawn to it, and Fl4k's robotic hand that, for some reason, was hidden between its hind legs, metallic fingers wrapped around its engorged pink cock like a joystick.
Moze's eyes widened in shock.
“Fl4k? What...what the hell?” she stammered, voice cracking a bit as she took a few steps back.
“It's... it's not what it looks like!” Fl4k protested, raising its other hand as if to stop her.
“Then what the fuck are you doing to him!?”
Fl4k paused to consider her question. “Actually, it is exactly what it looks like. I understand that phrase is something you humans use when you don't want to admit the truth.”
Moze smacked her hand against her helmet as if she'd just had an epiphany. “Oh! Oh, is that what we say? We humans just say the darnedest things, don't we? Fl4k, why the hell are you out here jerking off your skag!? Haven't we gone through enough of this crazy shit today?”
Fl4k's eye narrowed as it pointed a finger at her. “I am not jerking off my skag!”
Moze stared back silently.
“Alright, so I am jerking off my skag. But he needs it! You saw how worked up he was getting. Sometimes, he just needs some relief, and he has no mate to help with the process. You are a lonely organic mammal. You should know what it is like.”
Now it was Moze's turn to point fingers. “No! Don't you dare bring me into this! I have had enough of these skags and their fuck-all attitude. You tell yourself whatever you need to so you can have fun. I'm done.” With that, she turned on her heel to walk away and put this whole regretful mess behind her.
“Wait!” Fl4k called out, making her stop short. “I could really use your help.”
Moze stopped dead in her tracks. Every muscle in her small battle-hardened body tensed up all at once, and all she could think about was how the skag in the pen had just really wanted her help, too. “Excuse me...?” she hissed. Turning around slowly, she fixed Fl4k with a stare that could rust metal. “Did you just say... what I think you said?”
The camera of Fl4k's eye twitched behind its metal lens. “Yes.”
“No! No, I will not help you jerk off your creepy fucking alien dog!” Moze screamed. Her voice echoed off the surrounding rocks, but before it could fade away, she was already going again. “How could you ask me that? After everything that happened today, how in all of your state-of-the-art AI could you think that is an okay thing to ask me?”
Fl4k looked up at her and said nothing, while Mr. Chew whined at having its ignored cock stuck wrapped in its metal hand.
“Answer me, Fl4k!”
“He saved your life,” the robot replied calmly. “Twice.”
That gave Moze pause, but she shook her head and pressed on. “So...so what? That means I owe him a fucking hand job now? That's crazy!”
“Or perhaps you could just do him this courtesy? Helping a friend that helped you?”
Moze looked down at that pink cock sticking out from between the skag's legs, wondering for a moment if it was as big as the last one. She closed her eyes and pushed the thought from her mind. “No. No, nuh-uh. We are not having this conversation, Fl4k. We aren't. It's not happening. This isn't happening.”
Fl4k shrugged and turned its gaze back on Mr. Chew. Slowly, it began to stroke the beast off again, which drew a snort and a whimper from the skag's drooling jaws.
“That is a shame. I try to do what I can for him, but truthfully, my metal body was not made for organic stimulation. Your soft, fleshy hands would be much more suited for the task. No doubt Mr. Chew would prefer it that way, too.” Picking up the pace of the stroking, the skag seemed to only whine more, caught somewhere between a little pleasure and a lot of discomfort. Soon, the barking started up again, sounding louder than ever among the rocks and crags.
Moze found herself unable to look away. The more she watched those hard-edged digits squeezing around that fleshy cock, the more she started to think that her hands really would be the better option for the poor beast. Butterflies fluttered up in her stomach, and for what felt like the millionth time that day, she felt herself get hot all over again.
“Fuck,” she mumbled, already rubbing her thighs together in her pants.
“Your face is red again,” Fl4k said as he stroked the skag's cock.
“You... you're not even looking at me.”
“I don't need to.” As if to prove a point, the robot kept its gaze fixed down on the skag. “Sex is meaningless to me. I have no desire or design for it. What happens here tonight in this desert means nothing as long as my boy is taken care of. The only thing left now is for you to decide. All of this can be left up to your desire alone.” Finally, its green eye looked back up at her, shining her in its glowing light. “Do you desire to help, Moze?”
Moze bit her lip hard, shuddering from head to toe as she hated everything about the world around her, but mostly, she just hated herself.
“It's... just with my hands, right?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“If you wish.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean? I'm not going to do anything else to it. If! If I decide to help, I mean...”
“Just your hands then, nothing else,” replied the robot.
Moze chewed on her bottom lip, her eyes wide and fixed on that pink cock. It was pointed at the tip, just like the last one, with dark pink veins running all along its glistening shaft like a spiderant's web. She couldn't be sure, but she could almost swear she could see it pulsing as Fl4k held it in its hand.
“No one can ever know...” she whispered.
“No one is here to see.”
It almost hurt how well Fl4k was setting this up for her. The only thing worse was how she was glad it all seemed so easy. This way, it was all just the robot's idea, and she was just willing to help out, nothing more. Slowly, she got down on her knees next to the skag, heart pounding inside of her chest so hard she could hear the blood pumping in her ears. “Yeah, no one's here... no one can know. I'm just helping out a friend, just like you said. Okay?”
“You don't need to justify yourself to me,” answered Fl4k, sounding very indifferent about the whole thing. Removing his hand from between Mr. Chew's legs, it sat back and gave Moze some room. “Just help him. The poor boy has been feeling pent up all night.”
Moze let out a shuddering breath now that the skag's cock was completely bare before her eyes. Somehow, it looked even bigger now that Fl4k's hand was gone from its length. It was bigger than any man she had ever been with, that was for sure. No wonder the last skag had knocked her to the ground so easily back in the pen.
It was the moment of truth. She was just helping the poor thing out, that was all. The skag wouldn't stop mewling as it's cock waved stiffly in the air. It was just being its normal stupid self, nothing to be afraid of. She couldn't let something like this haunt her for the rest of her life. She just had to face it and get over what had happened. What better way to do that than to face her fears head-on? Or maybe more hands-on, as it were.
Raising one shaky hand, Moze slowly reached out for the animal's cock to get it all over with. Even just being near it was enough to feel the heat radiating off of its shaft against her fingertips. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to touch after all...
“Gloves,” said Fl4k.
“Huh- what?” Moze asked with a start, broken from her trance.
“Take off your gloves, please,” Fl4k answered, green eye fixed on her.
Moze gulped but slowly nodded as her brain processed the fact that Fl4k was right. Not wanting to waste any time, she tugged one glove off and then the other, tossing them in the dirt and leaving her hands hovering barely above the skag's twitching cock. A thousand reasons ran through her mind as to why she shouldn't be doing this, but she pushed them all away and steeled her resolve. Without another thought, she reached out and grabbed that thick, scary-looking cock with both hands.
“Oh!” Moze gasped in surprise. “Oh! It's hot. Like, wow... Is it supposed to be this hot?”
Her hands were shaking as she curled her fingers around the skag's girth, barely able to get her thumbs to touch her fingertips around the other side. Mr. Chew's length seemed to pulse rhythmically under her touch, almost matching her own heartbeat from how excited they both were. The skag seemed to be enjoying himself anyway, huffing and mewling on its back, glad to finally feel something soft and warm between its legs for once.
Fl4k shrugged its shoulders under its big coat. “I suppose. There is currently a lot of blood pumping around in there. Is it much hotter than a human male's?”
“Fuck yeah, it is,” Moze answered quickly, her wide eyes fixed on the pink tip rising out from between her hands. The cock wasn't so hot that she couldn't keep her grip on it, but it was definitely a noticeable difference from her experience with men in the past. Normal human men with normal human cocks that were natural to be attracted to. Not like this animal that she had her hands on now. The thought made her stomach twist, and she let go of the skag's cock and leaned back with a shuddering breath.
Mr. Chew immediately lifted its head and looked at her, rolling around on the ground a bit as it whined desperately for her touch again. His rolling made his cock wave in the air as if it were trying to tease and entice her hands to come back and touch it again. Moze gulped, feeling her pussy quiver and ache worse now than it had all day. Why couldn't she just walk away from this and put it from her mind? Why did this turn her on so much?
“What is wrong?” asked Fl4k, displeased with the sudden change of heart.
Moze's gaze flicked up to the robot, then back down at Mr. Chew. “Nothing. Just getting used to it is all.”
That answer seemed to please Fl4k, who settled down and watched as she reached out again and gently wrapped her hands around the skag's stiff cock. The animal fidgeted on its back happily, but Moze knew that wouldn't last unless she did something more than just hold it till the sun came up. Seeing no way around this now, she slowly pumped her hands up along the pink shaft, then back down to the base, where it slipped into its sheath. A simple gesture, but enough to get the skag eager and excited for more.
“Ah, it... it's growing! Is he not fully hard yet?” Moze asked in frightful exhilaration as the skag's cock began to swell in her hand, spreading her fingers apart more so than they already were. “Oh...holy shit...” Not only was the beast's member swelling in size, but it was also extending further from its sheath, growing another few inches till it dwarfed any human cock that Moze had seen by a good bit. The site left her staring in awe, mouth hanging open, as her heart pounded away inside of her chest.
Fl4k rested its head on one fist as it sat and watched, showing no sign that the skag's size was any kind of surprise. “He usually does not become fully engorged until near the very end when I do it. Clearly, things are different with you. I think he likes you.”
Confirming his master's statement, Mr. Chew let out a satisfied whine as it wiggled on his back in the dirt, mouth open and snake-like tongue wiggling in the air. Moze hardly needed any more encouragement from either of them, but at least she knew that she was doing a good job so far. Maybe that meant this would all be over quickly, and then she could go somewhere behind a rock to take care of her own business and forget this ever happened at all.
Before that could happen, though, she had to finish off Mr. Chew. Stroking faster, she worked her arms to make sure that she was getting the full length of the skag's long cock. The beast really hadn't seemed that big, to begin with, being smaller than some of the other skags she'd seen in the wastes, but the tip of its cock was nearly at its upturned chest now as it mewled. Sliding one hand up, she rubbed her thumb in circles over the tip before bringing it back down. When she did, there was a noticeable sticky white liquid sticking to her skin and the rest of the cock. Not only was it hot, but it was getting slick now as well.
“He seems to be liking it,” Moze muttered, more to herself than to Fl4k.
The robot nodded, watching her progress intently. “You're doing a good job.”
Moze shuddered at the thought of being good at jerking off an animal. “No. I...I just know what I'm doing, is all.”
“I take it you have left many men satisfied?”
Moze's cheeks lit up brightly. “I'm not a slut, if that's what you're saying!” In her anger, she inadvertently squeezed the cock tighter than she meant to. Her hands still barely got around it, but it was enough for Mr. Chew to let out a grunt of displeasure. “Ah...sorry, sorry!” She quickly went back to stroking the beast from base to tip, twisting her hands to make sure it was well satisfied.
Funny, she hadn't meant to give it such special treatment while just trying to get a job done...
“Such human labels mean nothing to me,” Fl4k continued. “There is only the hunt and the marvel that is Death. Your organic reproductive habits are of no concern to me so long as they do not get in the way of our mission.”
Moze sucked in a breath, knowing that she had gotten offended unnecessarily. That wasn't the part that stuck with her, though, but rather the idea that as a non-binary robot, Fl4k might really not care how she took care of her needs or what she desired in her fantasies. Clearly, the same went for Mr. Chew, which made the wheels in Moze's perverted mind begin to turn.
“So, you really don't care how I do this?” she asked, completely afraid of the answer Fl4k might give.
“No,” said the robot without hesitation.
Moze shut her mouth tight and turned her attention back to the task at hand. Or rather cock in hand. She'd been going at him for a few minutes now, long enough that her arms were starting to get tired from the constant back-and-forth motion along its cock. So far, though, all her efforts had gotten her was a steady drip of liquid from the tip drooling onto the beast's chest and a slew of happy grunts and barks from those toothy jaws.
If she was going to get this done soon, she'd have to find a way to stimulate the skag better. Not really a hard problem to solve, but the ease with which the first solution came to her mind made her heart sink into her stomach with shame. Judging by the wetness between her legs, though, her pussy didn't seem to mind that particular idea.
“Alright... I'm going to hold you to that, got it?” Moze said sternly, fixing Fl4k with a hard stare that said she meant business. “You tell anyone about this, anyone at all, and I'll blow you apart and sell you for scrap metal.” If that threat bothered Fl4k at all, it didn't show, so Moze swallowed her pride and dignity and set to work about filling her desires, as crazy as they were.
Leaning down just a bit, the smell of pre-cum leaking from Mr. Chew's cock hit her nose like a grenade blast. It was potent, to say the least, making her nose sting and her mind feel fuzzy as she inhaled that musky scent. The usual smell of dirt and animal now mixed with viral seed was enough to make her head spin, so much that she actually had to grip the cock harder just to keep herself steady.
Rather than think about it and psyche herself out of it, Moze dropped her head lower and pressed her lips to the middle of Mr. Chew's swollen shaft. It was still as hot as ever, but the slickness of smeared pre-cum and taste was much more tolerable than she had thought. Bitter but otherwise tasteless. She held her lips firmly to that pulsing cock, closing her eyes so she wouldn't have to catch a glimpse of Fl4k watching her. Breaking the kiss, she planted another one a bit further up along its length, then another, repeating the process until she was nearly at the tip and her lips were coated in warm, sticky cum. The smell had really worked its way into her brain now, and she could feel the gooey thickness of skag cum coating her mouth before she licked her lips to swallow it down. Everything was making her head spin and her body tingle, with her pussy aching for attention so badly that she had to mentally stop herself from reaching between her legs and rubbing herself through her pants.
Still, it wasn't enough. She wanted more.
With a complete lack of hesitation that wasn't present before, Moze opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head of the skag's cock as soon as she reached the tip. Immediately, a thick glob of cum squirted onto her tongue, making her squeak and then retch. She almost spit the cock right out of her mouth, but taking a deep breath in through her nose, she calmed herself down and swallowed the small load down her throat, and began to suck. Holding the cock closer down by its base, Moze began to bob her head up and down around the tip like she was trying to suck water out of a nearly empty canteen.
Whether Moze felt any shame or disgust with herself didn't matter at this point. She was finally here and doing what was necessary to get this whole damn mess out of her system. So what if she had never been more turned on in her life, or if being caught would earn her unending ridicule and disdain? All that mattered to her right then was that she enjoyed that thick, hot skag cock for as long as she could until it finally busted a hot load in her mouth.
“Mmmhh... Mmm... Ghhk...Mmph...”
Fuck it all. She didn't care anymore. Out of any cock she had ever sucked before, this was the best one by far. If her mouth wasn't so full of its girth, she would have had no problem saying so. Sucking on a fat piece of skag cock was one of the most pleasurable things she had ever experienced, and all she wanted was more! Slurping down rope after rope of squirting cum, Moze grunted and moaned as her lips slid back and forth along that pink throbbing length, even working it with her hands at the same time, pumping Mr. Chew up and down, up and down.
This was a dream and a nightmare all at once. Desperately, she tried to suck more of it between her lips, further and further, until the tip hit the back of her throat and made her gag. Her small body shuddered, and she retched for just a moment, but Moze was no quitter. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed her throat and tried again, eager to feel that pulsing thickness stretch her out and make her choke.
At that moment, all that mattered was just how much she was falling in love with thick skag dick.
It appeared to Fl4k that Moze was certainly getting eager with her work.
Fl4k had never given the idea of mouths very much thought, but Moze was giving some enlightening insight into the creative uses one could put a mouth to. It made Fl4k wonder if it hurt to have one's jaw forced open so wide, but Moze didn't seem to mind. Truly, the human body was a unique machine, if a bit fragile at times.
Surprisingly, Moze did not seem deterred by the size of Mr. Chew's phallus any longer. No, in fact, judging by the way she was eagerly sucking on him now, she seemed to take it as some sort of challenge. Moze was not the biggest woman, to begin with, so Fl4k doubted that she would be able to swallow much more of the skag's length and still be able to- oh, never mind. Evidently, she could swallow more. Fascinating.
It was a good thing everything was being stored in memory docks. No doubt Dr. Tannis would be interested in knowing the precise number of inches of skag cock a woman could swallow and still manage to remain conscious. A rather odd bit of knowledge, but Dr. Tannis seemed like a rather odd woman in her own right.
Did humans always make such noises while performing sexual pleasure with their mouths? It sounded very much like intense and urgent choking. Surely by now, the instinct to dislodge the choking object from one's throat should have taken over, but Moze held onto that cock as if she desired such an effect. A masochistic desire, perhaps, mistaken as a point of personal pride for simply accomplishing the deed? Human desire was a strange notion.
In the end, though, all of this only mattered so long as Mr. Chew was left satisfied. That certainly seemed to be the case now, as the beast had never looked happier. Jaws open and tongue wagging in the air, there was no doubt that his completion was near at hand. His legs twitched and kicked, but if Moze was afraid of being scratched in any way, she didn't show it, or at least she didn't act to remove herself from that possibility. It seemed that she would be attached to that cock until the end.
Moze really was a good friend. That was something Fl4k hadn't really had until then. It felt... good.
Oh, the knot was beginning to swell. Yes, this should all be over soon. Then maybe Moze will have sorted out her issues, and they can all work out a schedule so that she can care for Mr. Chew more regularly.
There were perks to having friends, it seemed.
Moze wanted that cum.
Sucking on that cock hard and deep, all she could think about was how amazing it would feel to have Mr. Chew bust his nut right down her throat and into her belly. She was drooling around him, desperate for it, spit dribbling past her lips and down her chin with each bob of her head down his length.
Thoughts about whether this was right or wrong didn't matter anymore. Honestly, who the fuck cared at this point? Not her, not Fl4k, and certainly not the skag. Mr. Chew couldn't even keep from wiggling around he was so excited. Even after she took one hand off his cock and laid it down on his upturned belly to try and steady him, the beast just kept on moving side to side in the dirt.
“Mmmph.... Gggulk...”
The skag had to be getting close by now. At least Moze hoped so for the sake of her sore jaw and her wet pussy. Figuring that the beast wasn't going to sit still no matter what she did, she decided her hand would be put to better use between her legs instead. She needed something to at least take the edge off after inhaling that musky scent and tasting oozing pre-cum for the past few minutes. Fumbling with her belt Moze was at least able to get the top button of her pants undone, just enough to shove her hand inside and down between her legs to start rubbing at her needy pussy.
“Hmmmph~!”
Fuck, she was wet, so incredibly turned on by that animal dick in her mouth. The size of it had her lips stretched around its girth, pinning her tongue underneath the shaft as she sucked and slid it deeper into her throat. She knew it was wrong, but that was what made it so incredibly hot! Rubbing her fingers between her folds, she pressed them over her clit in little fast circles, getting her pants even more wet as she dripped all the more from the pleasure.
Her situation was starting to get overwhelming, the aching in her pussy driving her mad, just like the tight stretching in her throat around that hard cock. Her vision was actually starting to blur from tears and overstimulation. As much as she didn't want to stop, her lungs were burning for air. She started to pull the skag cock free from between her lips, and it became apparent just how deep down her throat she had taken Mr. Chew.
His cock just seemed to keep sliding out of her mouth, and she could feel his length tugging on her throat from the inside as it slid out. The sensation made her gag and choke, but she squeezed her eyes shut and powered through it until she finally felt his pointed tip slip back into her mouth. Finally, she could breathe and move her tongue again, and she slid it around his wet tip as she inhaled sharply through her nose.
“Uugh...f-fuck...” she gasped, pulling the cock from between her lips and falling face-first against it. Her cheek was plastered with spit and cum, smearing the dark marks of paint on her cheeks. Not that she cared, of course; her mind was much too clouded with the need for more cock. “Holy shit... why is this so good?” Mr. Chew only whined in answer, most likely wanting to get back in her mouth as much as she did, and Fl4k offered up no comment, and Moze wasn't sure if she should be thankful or annoyed by her partner's silent spectating. She was vaguely aware of that green eye watching her as she caught her breath, cock pressed against her blushing face, but Fl4k could go hunt with Claptrap for all she cared.
Seeing as how she wasn't going to be getting any answers, Moze instead filled her brain with pleasure by pressing down on her clit and giving it a rub. The result was a shameful groan floating out from between her drooling lips, a sound most unbecoming of a proud ex-Vladof soldier, but fuck, it felt so good. Her fingers never stopped moving, not even as she grabbed the skag's hot dick and popped it back into her mouth and straight to the back of her throat again.
Moze was going to cum. She could feel the pressure building up between her legs. Her body was climbing up that mountain, rushing for the peak just to blast off like she had been launched into the air by one of Tina's bombs. It was so close now, her fingers a blur of motion between her legs for how badly she wanted that moment to come.
It was all because of that thick, sexy, skag cock she was sucking down her throat. The girth, the smell, the heat, and above all, the fucking taste. Nothing else compared to it, and she was pretty sure nothing ever would again.
Pushing her throat back and forth around it, she wanted to feel it as deep as possible when she finally lost it. Cumming while choking on an alien cock seemed like the perfect way to end the night.
The only problem was the fact that the cock seemed to be sliding out of her mouth without her help. How that was possible, she wasn't sure. As thick as the cock was, it seemed more likely that it would have gotten stuck in her throat rather than forced out. Feeling it slide out from between her lips more and more, it was then she realized that the base of the skag's cock was swelling like an inflatable ball. Her eyes widened, and she watched it get bigger and bigger until it had to be the size of her fist.
As the knot swelled, so did the rest of the shaft, causing it to push out of her throat and into her mouth. Feeling empty without it bulging in her neck, Moze wrapped her lips tighter around the tip as it still sat against her tongue. Unfortunately, that did little to stop it from popping out of her mouth with a wet squelch, smacking her upside the face as it jumped in the air.
“Aah! No... aaghk! N-no!” Moze whined, craning up her neck to try and capture that studly cock between her lips again. Her pussy quivered as she got close and felt that heady musk of cum and cock sting her nose. She was so close, her fingers pressing so hard over her clit. All she needed was one little taste...
Then the first squirt of cum hit her right in the face.
Moze's mouth had been wide open as if she had been waiting for it, but her surprised gasp and following sputter as the hot rope of cum splattered against her tongue suggested otherwise. It was so thick that she couldn't help but choke, the sticky liquid filling her mouth up, so it was difficult to spit back out. Once she finally emptied her mouth and was able to take another breath, the second shot flew through the air and splattered against her again.
“Aaaghk! Huugh!” Hacking and coughing, Moze shook as she retched, turning her face away and spitting more cum out of her mouth and into the dirt. That was hardly the last of it, though, as she heard more of it start to splatter against her helmet. It dripped onto her shoulders and down into her jacket, squishing between her clothing and her skin. Still, there was more, a shower of cum shooting from the skag's cock aimed right at her face.
There was no way she could let it all go to waste.
Sitting up, she took on that cock with the same bravery that any proud Vladof soldier would show while fighting on the front line of a battle. Grabbing it firmly just above that fat knot, Moze pulled the cock in close and pressed her puckered lips against the ejaculating tip. Like pressing her lips to a fire hose, cum filled her mouth in a matter of seconds, prompting her to either swallow it or start spitting up all over again.
Thankfully, her throat wasn't too sore from gagging on that thick cock to make it difficult to swallow, and in no time, Moze was drinking rope after rope of skag cum as it was pumped into her mouth. Thick and bitter, she ignored the taste and just focused on getting it down her throat as quickly as she could. The sheer amount of it was mind blowing, those scaly balls producing far more than any mere man could dream of, and it was all hers. Squeezing her eyes shut, Moze shut out the world around her and focused on nothing but swallowing it all down one gulp at a time.
It wasn't long until she was beginning to feel full, her stomach starting to bloat inside her tight shirt. Luckily, she had already undone her pants, or else things would be a lot more uncomfortable than they already were. Her hand down her pants was still rubbing feverishly against her pussy, drawing out muffled moans and hums of pleasure as she kept her lips sealed around the cock's tip.
How much longer would she be able to last? No way the skag had more to give; it had pumped so much into her already. Her lungs were starting to burn again, she needed air, but there was still so much cum being pumped into her mouth she was starting to think she would drown.
A sudden bark from the skag stole her attention away from the tightness in her chest, and her eyes went a bit crossed as she saw a swell slowly making its way up the length of the skag's cock towards her lips. A part of her wondered in fear what that swell was, but another part knew exactly what she was looking at and welcomed it excitedly. One last powerful burst of cum, and it was coming right for her mouth.
“Hmmph!?”
Cum squelched from between her pressed lips as the swell finally reached its destination and filled her mouth in one powerful burst. It bubbled from between her lips to dribble down the shaft, down her chin, splashing onto her cheeks and over her face. That was just what little couldn't be contained as the blast hit her; the rest filled her mouth and pushed right down into the back of her throat. Moze sputtered and choked, coughing hard and taking a breath through her nose until suddenly she couldn't breathe at all. There was a sharp burning through her nostrils, then a snort and cum blasted out of her nose and over her lips, making her go cross-eyed from the strange sensation.
It's funny what kind of fucked up perverted shit will make you cum once you start really getting into it.
“Mmmph~ Mmmpllk~!” Moze quivered from head to toe, her legs snapping shut around her hand as her orgasm hit her like an orbital assault raining fire down over a planet's surface. No matter how badly she was choking, or how much it burned to have cum squirt through her nose, or how terribly she gagged, none of it compared to just how amazing she felt cumming while sucking on that animal's oversized knotted cock. With her pants thoroughly soaked, Moze couldn't stop shaking as her orgasm completely took over her body.
Thankfully for her, Mr. Chew seemed to be mostly done with his own release. By now, there was only a steady dribble of cum pouring into her mouth, making it so she could at least take a few much-needed breaths before continuing with her creamy treat. Suckling on Mr. Chew's cock was the only thing she could focus on and keep her mind from completely melting as her orgasm slowly started to fade. Her body still quivered as she knelt down next to the skag, but at least she could see straight again.
Falling back onto her ass, Moze grunted as the cock slipped from between her lips, and she took in a deep breath. The taste of cum was still strong in her mouth, but there was so much on her face that it was probably worth a whole new load. She could feel it dripping off of her. Every part of her felt wet and sticky. Swallowing the last of it down, her stomach gurgled with how full she was, but oh, it had been worth it.
Slowly everything began to settle, and the cum covering her face felt more and more like a mark of depravity melting to her skin. Rather than fight it, Moze simply fell down onto her back and stared absently up into the starry sky, the same as Mr. Chew. It was fitting that they should lay there together, having just shared a connection that, until then, had been thought wrong and impossible to make.
Moze's lips turned up into a small grin, staring up into the sky as thick globs of skag cum slowly cooled on her face. “W-wow...”
Then Mr. Chew snorted, sat himself up, and began vigorously cleaning himself up. Once satisfied, he rolled onto his feet, took a much-needed stretch, and gave Moze a gaping toothy yawn before trotting back down the path toward camp, leaving Moze behind in the dirt. The beast had what he wanted; now it was time for food.
A few barks could be heard echoing back along the rocks, which made Moze twitch and shiver just hearing them.
“He sounds happy,” Fl4k said, rising to its feet now that things had been tended to.
Moze let out a low groan, feeling too dirty, tired, and full to try to get up right at that moment. “I...I did it. I sucked your skag's dirty cock...”
Fl4k looked down at her, showing no sign of amusement or disgust in its LED gaze. “That you did. Good job. A very successful operation by all accounts, and full of interesting data as well.”
Moze's eyes slowly turned upward towards her fellow vault hunter. “Aah... D-data?”
“No need to worry about that now,” Fl4k said, then reached out a hand to help her up. “Let's head back to camp, and you can clean yourself up.”
Not bothering to move, Moze remained where she was, turning her gaze back up at the stars past the robot's head. “S'ok. I'm just gonna stay here for a little bit and... process...”
Fl4k shrugged, looking down the empty path one way and then the other. “Suit yourself. Try not to linger, though. Skag females might smell the pheromones and come looking to mate.”
Moze let out a tired chuckle, her body shaking a bit and making her full belly ache. “Oh, great. Maybe I can lick a skag's pussy next...”
“If you wish. I do not think I need any data on that, but please feel free to share what you learn upon your return to camp.” Fl4k made to head back, following the pet skag, but then stopped and looked down at the exhausted Gunner. “Oh, and thank you. Your services are very much appreciated.”
Moze raised a hand and waved Fl4k away, but she had no plans to move anytime soon. But as she listened to Fl4k walk off, a question suddenly popped into her mind that she desperately wanted answered. “Huh... wait!” she gasped out, sitting up quickly and feeling her head spin.
Fl4k paused and turned back to her. “Yes?”
Moze needed to take a moment to catch some breaths, her stomach heaving from the sudden rise. She stared at Fl4k, trying to ignore the feeling of sticky cum starting to slowly drip down her face. “I... I sucked a skag's dick...”
“Yes, I watched it happen.”
“So?” Moze asked with wide, desperate eyes.
“So what?” Fl4k asked.
“So what happens now?”
Fl4k stared at her with that single green eye. “Is it not obvious?” When Moze simply stared back, open-mouthed and panting like a lost skag pup, he continued with his answer. “When he needs help again, I will let you know.” Then, it turned on the spot and slipped around the bend on the rocky path.
Moze was dead silent as she watched Fl4k go, feeling the weight of the words hit her and send her falling back into the dirt. Lying there, alone, tired, and covered in skag cum, all she could think about was what Fl4k had said. “Yeah, next time...”
The night air was cool on her skin. Her wet pants were starting to become a bit uncomfortable, her belly was full and warm, and the cum on her face was really starting to stink.
“Next time?”
Well, maybe she was still just a bit wet after such an amazing orgasm. It really had been unlike anything she had felt before. So powerful and satisfying. Perhaps the cum on her face really wasn't that bad. At least she could lick her lips clean, and she could just wipe off the rest with her hand. Seems like an awful waste, though.
Scooping up some of the leftover cum on her cheek, she pushed it to her lips with her fingers and licked it up, swallowing it loudly and letting herself be taken back to the moment when it was hot and tasted fresh. “Mmm... next time...”
A small smile graced her lips as she scooped some more cum up with her fingers and slid them into her mouth, sucking them clean one by one and rolling bitter cum around on her tongue. With her pants as wet as they were, she really didn't see the problem in enjoying herself one more time before heading back. Moving her other hand down her bloated belly, she slipped into her pants once again, her legs spreading wider as she pressed her fingertips between her folds and felt the warmth spread through her.
Fl4k was going to have to wait for her a little bit longer, it seemed, female skags be damned.
Her fingers slowly started to circle over her clit, making her moan softly just as she pressed her cum covered fingers back against her tongue and licked them clean.
“Yeah, next time works for me... Ooooh~”
Chapter 3: Animals
Chapter Text
Moze whimpered as she lay in her bunk, tossing in bed restlessly and messing up the sheets. There was an entire sea of bright and shining stars sitting just outside of her bunk window, but right now, the tiny Gunner couldn't bring herself to open up her eyes and take in the sight. Face contorted and brows furrowed, her parted lips twitched with each desperate gasp as she kept her eyes shut and turned her back to the vast emptiness of space.
“Fuuuuck... fuck, fuck, fuck...” she said, breath hissing out between clenched teeth.
The small room was silent, except for the sound of her panting and the occasional grunt. Guns and ammo were left forgotten, strewn about on the floor and counter, along with dirty clothing that was in need of a good washing after days spent down in the sandy wastes of Pandora. All of that was a problem for another time, though, as Moze had no intention of getting out of her bed anytime soon. Her body was too sore and stiff, her mind too occupied with memories of nights spent debasing herself for a desire that filled her with equal parts shame and excitement.
Basically, she was too busy masturbating her brains out to think about doing anything else while traveling at light speed on the Sanctuary III.
“Aaah~ Oh fuck... yesssss...” With one hand shoved down inside of her white cotton panties and working between her legs, Moze twitched and moaned as each rub of her fingers sent a wave of warm pleasure crashing through her body. Laying on her side, she turned her head into the pillow and bit down on it as she felt herself start to reach the edge of her climax. Her fingers were quickly rubbing against her clit, her hand a vibrating bulge in the front of her panties as she worked herself faster and faster. “Fuck... Nnngh! Yes...”
She was almost there, just a little bit more, and she'd be brought to that same euphoric state she always reached while spending time with her new favorite skag. Mr. Chew, the beast whose cock she loved to suck.
It was that skag that she was thinking about now. That thick throbbing skag cock, oozing cum and inflating with a knot as big as her fist. Fuck, how she wanted it right now. Her mouth was wet and drooling at the thought, making the corner of her lips and the pillow wet as she gasped and panted with each rub of her clit. Her pussy was soaked, her fingers starting to prune a bit from all the wetness over the past few hours of playing with herself. People might have started to wonder where she was after returning to the ship, but she couldn't give a fuck about them right now. All she wanted was to be left alone to her fantasies of deep-throating skag cock until she was choking on it, slurping down cum until it left her belly round and bloated from being filled.
Opening her eyes just a hair, she caught sight of her smooth purple dildo lying on the floor not too far away. Her pussy ached at the sight of it, craving to feel it buried deep inside of her as she finally came. Sadly, it was outside her reach from where she lay, thrown there after she had been sucking on it and found the whole sensation rather lacking. The toy was of very modest size, but after her experiences with Mr. Chew, it just didn't compare to the lip-stretching sensation of sucking on a fully erect skag cock.
A part of her was afraid that nothing would compare to that beastly sensation ever again.
She reeked of sweat and cum, very much in need of a shower after days of hunting and hours of playing with herself. Maybe after this orgasm, then she could finally get up and wash herself off. With her own private shower in the room, she could always just masturbate again in there if she felt like it.
With a flick of her fingers, Moze's entire body shivered at once, and a sharp squeal slipped from between her lips. Her body quivered, and her legs closed up tight around her working hand. This was it; she could feel the pleasure building between her legs, making her pant harder and harder as she curled up into a ball on her bed.
“Shit... Nnnghfuuuck...”
Almost, just a little bit more. All she had to do was just keep working her fingers and imagine that perfect animal cock pushing between her lips and filling her throat. Just thinking about it made her more wet than anything she had ever fantasized about in her life. She'd never masturbated this much, not even since she first laid eyes on Moxxie's impressive tits for the first time and locked herself in her bunk for the rest of the day.
“Fuck, Mr. Chew... Aaah, Mr. C-Chew~”
Suddenly, there was a sharp click and the high-pitched whine of feedback as the intercom across the room came on, nearly making Moze jump out of her skin from the sound. Up until that point, she hadn't realized just how close to the edge of the bed she was, but the sudden fright sent her tumbling down off of the mattress and onto the hard floor with a grunt.
“Hey killer, why don't you come up and join us on the bridge? We're having a meeting on our next move against the COV.” It was commander Lilith calling her up personally to chat with the other survivors from Sanctuary after that dirty attack from those fucking douche twins back on Pandora.
Why now, though? Why not in another five minutes, or better yet, in another five days? She should be good and satisfied by then. Or maybe just dead from dehydration and starvation, but then at least she could have some peace without thinking about a skag rutting her mouth every five seconds.
Pushing herself up onto her feet, Moze stumbled as if she was drunk across the room and slumped up against the wall next to the intercom. Maybe it would have been easier if she had taken her hand out of her panties, but the allure of edging to the point of orgasm was just too much to remove her fingers from her clit now.
“Uuuh... Can I take a rain check, please? Now isn't really good for me...” she asked, unable to hide just how breathless and worked up she was.
There was a moment of silence from the intercom before Lilith's voice clicked back through. “Um, no? Everybody else is already here. We're just waiting on you now.”
Moze let out an annoyed grunt, then took in a sharp breath as her fingers circled around her clit and made her knees go weak. “O-ok...” she groaned back through the intercom. “Just... just give me...” She had to stop and bite down on her balled-up fist for a moment before she could continue. “Ah, just give me a few minutes, and I'll be right there... Oooh, I'll be right fucking there!”
Another pause from Lilith's end, but she eventually confirmed that she got the message. “Sounds good. See you here soon.”
The groan that Moze let out as she finally heard Lilith click off the intercom was one of bestial need as it was one of sweet relief. That little interruption had thrown off her entire groove, and now her body just felt like a hot mess stuck somewhere between cumming like crazy or just edging herself to madness for the rest of the day. Bracing herself against the wall with one hand, Moze bent forward and stuck her ass out as she worked her hand feverishly between her legs. Her small tits hung down toward the floor, stiff nipples aching wonderfully as she arched her back.
“Come on... come on...” she hissed. Her hips quickly began to move with her fingers, throwing her ass back up into the air as she imagined riding some dick that wasn't really there. “Fuu-huck... So close.” Moaning loudly, her knees quivered, and her thighs pressed together. Eyes squeezed shut; her face was a contorted grimace of teasing pleasure almost within reach. “Nnngh... Aaah~ Aaah, yes... Come on~!”
The intercom clicked on again with the whine of static. “Moze, quit touching yourself and get your ass up to the bridge. That's an order. Don't make me send Claptrap to get you,” came Lilith's unamused voice just before it switched off again.
Moze's will gave out just on the cusp of reaching lift-off, and so did her legs. Dropping down onto her knees, she snarled and whined as she slammed her fist into the wall in frustration. “Fuck!”
A short time later Moze was finally making her way down the long corridor to the bridge. She'd put on just enough clothing to make herself decent, her normal white tank top, pants, and boots, but hadn't cared enough to put on the rest of her armor or helmet just for a little bridge meeting. Honestly, she still wasn't in the mood for anything except running back to her room and starting right back where she had left off. Her entire body felt tense now after being denied relief, and she made sure to show it as she scowled at anyone who dared look at her while she made her way up through the ship.
Her attitude hadn't softened by the time she finally joined up with everyone who was already gathered on Sanctuary's rather spacious bridge. Commander Lilith, Dr. Tannis, Maya, that annoying little twerp Ava, Claptrap, Fl4k, and of course, Mr. Chew.
Oh, dear Mr. Chew. Now there was someone she couldn't be cold and hard to. In fact, just laying eyes on the drooling skag was enough to make her feel warm and fuzzy all over, though mostly between her legs. Smiling to herself, Moze just let the sensation of the heat blooming in the pit of her stomach and groin wash over her. These days, she was getting used to wearing wet panties more often than not.
Lilith perked up as she saw Moze approach. “Ah, you finally made it. Thanks for joining us. I hope you're relaxed and ready to go now?” she grinned, giving the smaller woman a knowing look.
Moze frowned and glared off at nothing in particular, shoving her hands into her pockets and taking her place among the group. “Yeah, I'm feeling like a regular ray of sunshine. Can we just start the meeting, please?”
“Why? Got someplace you need to be?” Lilith snickered. Apparently, being commander didn't put her above taking potshots at Moze's attitude for her own amusement. When Moze just answered with a sarcastic grin in return, she decided to get things going. “Alright, now that we're all here, we can begin. Since we've left Pandora behind, we need to figure out where we should go next to track down the vault keys. I have a few leads that should point us in, but...” Her voice trailed away as her attention was stolen by what could only be described as a rather unfortunate and embarrassing turn of events among the group. “Uh, you doing alright there, Moze?”
Moze's cheeks burned hot, turning her face as red as Lilith's vibrant hair. “Huh? Oh, yeah... I-I'm all good. Please continue,” she squeaked, trying to act as if everything was indeed alright.
It wasn't alright, though, and she desperately tried to push Mr. Chew away from her as he pressed his face drooling into her crotch. No sooner had she come to join the group than the skag had walked over to her and began to sniff between her legs. Now, everyone was watching her as she tried to push the skag away as if they had all paid money for a show.
Mr. Chew was being a stubborn little bastard, grunting and sniffing against her hands as it tried to keep its face in her. No doubt it could smell the lingering arousal still drying in her panties, which only made Moze feel more ashamed and embarrassed as the beast persisted. She only hoped that its cock didn't slide out next. Otherwise, she might just head for the nearest airlock and jump out into freezing space.
“Uuuh, Fl4k? Want to control your nosy pet here?” she asked, looking desperately to the taller vault hunter for some kind of salvation. “I think he needs a bit of a lesson in personal space...”
Fl4k hadn't said a word since her arrival and had just been staring there while Mr. Chew was trying to get familiar with her in front of everyone, but his green eye suddenly grew brighter as if he was finally paying attention for the first time. “My apologies. I thought you two were just catching up. You've been alone in your room for hours. I just think that he was beginning to miss you.”
“Oh, well, I sure missed him too,” Moze tried to laugh but only ended up sounding on the verge of hysteria, “but I think this is a bit much as far as joyful reunions go, don't you?” Her last few words were laced with more urgency as her search for help turned into a desperate plea.
“Uh, of course. Heel boy,” Fl4k commanded, tapping a metal foot on the floor to get the skag's attention. The attempt failed, and Mr. Chew seemed as determined as ever to nuzzle its way between Moze's thighs.
“Ah, just let the guy be!” Claptrap spoke up, thin robotic arms flailing about in the air, “Life's rough when you're stuck looking up at everyone from crotch level. Might as well find some enjoyment out of the view where you can! Trust me, Lilith, I always enjoy that hip-cock power pose you take. Very choice!”
“Remind me why we keep you around again?” Lilith growled.
“Fl4k! I would really appreciate it if you showed off those beast master skills there, bud,” Moze whined.
Stepping forward, Fl4k took Mr. Chew by his red bandanna and physically hauled the skag away from between Moze's legs. The beast whined and tried to fight against its master, letting out a disgruntled bark as it blinked back toward the source of its enjoyment. “Ignore him, he is just excited. He and Moze have become good friends over the past few weeks.”
Moze's cheeks lit up even brighter. “Friends is such a strong term. Honestly I feel like we barely just met. Cordial, really. You could say we're cordial with each other.” Looking around at the others, she tried to laugh off the whole thing as some funny joke.
Maya apparently found it all pretty amusing, as she was the first to laugh. “You becoming a bit of an animal lover there, Moze?” she grinned, earning a snicker from that little brat Ava.
“What's that supposed to mean?” Moze hissed back, her forced smile dropping completely in the blink of an eye.
Mr. Chew interrupted with an excited bark, getting even more worked up by the tensions rising among the group. Moze was getting loud and flustered, and he had learned from habit that good things were soon coming his way. Inevitably, his body could only respond in kind, his arousal beginning to become visibly evident.
Another sharp and eager bark caught Moze's attention. It was a bark that she had become increasingly familiar with during their private encounters over the past few weeks. There was a sense of need in the sound of that bark, a high-pitched whine that only she could truly understand. Looking down between the skag's legs, Moze's eyes widened in horror as she watched the tip of that big pointed cock slowly stretch into view.
“Uh, you know what, maybe I should just take my dear friend here on a walk through the ship to calm him down. You don't mind, do you, Fl4k?” she said quickly, stepping in front of the skag to try to hide its growing arousal. Her reward was the beast's snout in her crotch again, sniffling loudly and even giving a few curious licks with its tongue. Moze squealed and shivered from the sensation, quickly grabbing onto the skag's bandanna and wrestling it out of Fl4k's hand. “Just a quick walk! A quickie, that's all! I'll have him back before you know it!”
Before Fl4k or anyone else could stop her, Moze was making her escape with the horny skag in tow. As she ran down the hallway from the command deck, Mr. Chew was hot on her heels, barking and snapping playfully after her. Moze shrieked with laughter, her angry demeanor quickly replaced with giddy enthusiasm.
“Well, that was, uh, somewhat to be expected,” Fl4k said, watching both Moze and Mr. Chew disappear around the corner at the end of the hall.
Lilith cocked a fiery-red eyebrow at the large vault hunter. “Seriously? Fl4k, just what the hell has been going on between you and Moze down planetside?”
Fl4k's green eye widened. “Me? Nothing... I have neither the desire nor the properly installed equipment to participate in what you are insinuating.”
“It's true,” piped in Tannis. “Fl4k has just been an impartial observer, collecting the most fascinating data for research!”
“Wait, there's data now?” Maya mused.
Fl4k blinked quickly in what could only be taken as a hardwired form of growing anxiety. “What? No, there is no data! Why would there be any data?”
Tannis nodded her head enthusiastically. “Oh yes! So much data! I can't get enough of it. Safe to say that Moze has single-handedly advanced human and xenomorphic relations by a drastic amount in just a few days! At this rate, she's sure to become a standout in the scientific community for all of her hard work! Or become a top model on Echo-Hub, it's hard to say...”
Claptrap jumped on his wheel and raised his hand as high into the air as he could. “Oh! I'll keep my eye on Echo-Hub and be sure to let you know!”
“Wait, what is this data of exactly?” Ava asked.
Maya's eyes went wide, not expecting any of the jokes being tossed around to actually have any credibility. “Don't answer her! I think it's just best if we don't know.”
Ava pouted at her teacher. “What? Oh, come on! Don't you want to know? I bet it's something really embarrassing...” she grinned.
Lilith sighed. “Which is why I think it would be best if we left it alone. If this data is what I think it is, I probably wouldn't want it getting out either or having my partner go around giving away data as research,” she said, glaring at Fl4k.
“Yeah, it's Moze's business,” Claptrap added, rolling up next to Lilith. “I'm sure she wouldn't want everyone to know that she's fucking Fl4k's skag like some kind of crazy inbred bandit, either!”
The icy silence that followed could be only compared to the quiet void of space just outside the ship's hull. Lilith closed her eyes and pinched her nose. Maya stared wide-eyed to the point of nearly popping out of her head, with Ava following suit once the dots were finally connected in her head. Tannis simply clasped her hands before nodding in affirmation.
Fl4k's shoulders slumped with a metallic sigh, and they looked down the hall. “I am going to be in so much trouble for this,” it muttered. Without another glance at the other, Fl4k made its exit and went off down the hall.
Claptrap's eye slid over the remaining women one at a time before finally settling on Tannis. “So? You gonna give up the data or what?”
Ava stuck out her tongue. “What? Ew, that's disgusting!” she grimaced, then paused. “But yeah, you gonna give it up or what?”
“Ava, no!” Maya exclaimed, shoving her apprentice away from the perverted robot toward their room down the hall.
“What? It can't be any worse than what's on your echo-net history,” the young siren huffed as she was led away, earning a dirty look from her teacher that made her quickly go silent.
Once they were gone, Lilith gave Tannis a sideways glance. “You really have video of Moze and that damned skag?”
Dr. Tannis stood up straight as if she suddenly realized that she had something valuable to share with others. “Hours of research data,” she said quietly. “Hours...”
There was a long silence between Lilith and Tannis as Claptrap waited eagerly next to them. “Fuck it,” Lilith finally said. “We can go watch it in my room.”
“Yes!” Claptrap yelled. “I'll go get my special axle grease!” he said before zooming off down the hall.
“And I'll get the popcorn and scented candles!” said Tannis happily, taking Lilith's hand and walking with her in the wake of the speedy little robot. “Good research data should always be viewed under the right mood lighting. Would you be able to light them for us, Lilith?”
Lilith sighed, already slipping her vest off of her shoulders. “Too soon, Tannis. Too soon.”
Moze screeched with laughter as she ran down the narrow halls of Sanctuary III toward the back end of the ship. Crew members jumped out of her way as she rushed passed, only to be barreled over by the chasing skag as they watched her go. Mr. Chew was full of energy and excitement as he gave chase, nipping at the heels of the Gunner as she led the way back to her bunk.
“S'cuse me! Pardon me!” Moze called out as she dodged around a person working on the piping that lined the ship's walls, hearing a curse flung after her until it was cut short by a yelp as Mr. Chew knocked past them. The skag barked right behind her, causing her to yelp and increase her speed. “Ah, no!” she giggled as she felt the skag nipping at her heels. “Bad boy! Naughty skag!”
Turning the corner into the common area at the rear of the ship, Moze heard the skag's claws slide across the metal floor as he went careening past, taken by his momentum and unable to make the corner with her. That gave Moze the precious few seconds she needed to get the door to her open bunk and rush inside, turning on her heel to hold her hand over the close button. She heard Mr. Chew give an annoyed bark, then the sound of claws scraping on metal as he got his footing again and picked up the chase. She only had to wait a few more seconds before the skag came running into her room and dashed right for the small desk she had set up in the middle of the space. Ammo magazines went flying as the skag turned in circles, almost looking right past her before its eyes focused on her and lunged.
Moze had just pressed the button to close the door to her room, shutting them both inside before she leaped out of the way of the flying skag.
“Aah! Noooo!” she laughed, spinning around to square up against Mr. Chew as he landed and went at her again. She jumped to the side as he came, bracing her feet as she laughed and gave the skag a quick smack on its rump. “Can't catch me! Too slow!” Mr. Chew only barked louder at her, his stiff cock twitching between his hind legs as he desperately tried to pin her down.
The sight of that big, bright pink, vein-covered cock excited Moze to no end. The days of wrestling with her better moral conscious were long behind her, done away with completely by that magnificent animal cock that teased her with every twitch and jump. Who needed a normal human penis when she could have all of that.
Mr. Chew saw the woman's momentary loss of focus and took the chance to pounce. Jumping onto his back feet, the skag let out a long whine as it pushed at Moze's shoulders and knocked her to the ground. Unfortunately, Moze seemed to snap out of her trance just at the last moment and grabbed onto those descending limbs before they hit their mark.
Moze hissed as she caught the skag and struggled to keep him off of her. Of course, the beast began to struggle and wiggle free as soon as she grabbed hold of him, but she fought to maintain control as long as she could. “No! Bad boy! You wait until I'm ready, understand?” she groaned, her muscles burning as she struggled for supremacy with the powerful beast.
Mr. Chew had grown over the past couple of weeks they had been together. While up on his hind legs, the skag was nearly as tall as she was, which made this little struggle of theirs all the more intense as she stared at the skag face-to-face. He had become quite the formidable creature during their fights against the COV and Maliwan soldiers, ripping them limb from limb with increasing ease. As well and good as that was, though, it was the increase in the length and girth of the skag's cock that truly captured Moze's awe and attention. It wasn't until she measured him from her elbow to her fingertips that she realized the skag had still been an adolescent when this had all started.
After a few more moments of wrestling with the skag, Moze finally managed to toss him off of her, sending him scrambling to try again before she stuck a finger in his face and let out a resounding, “Stay!” The skag stopped short of tackling her and whimpered but didn't make another move. He stood there with his feet braced and his eyes looking her up and down, trying to make sense of why she would want to stop. His cock twitched eagerly underneath him, already oozing a steady stream of pre-cum onto the floor.
“Staaay...” Moze said again, holding her finger out as she eyed the skag to keep control. For a moment, her gaze shifted down to that growing puddle of pre-cum between his legs but snapped up again once she noticed him flinch forward. She had to keep control long enough to get ready for him, and then they could have their fun. “Good boy. Now... sit!” she snapped, her voice firm and full of control, pointing down at the ground. “Sit, boy!”
Mr. Chew whined again, his long tongue swirling between its split jaws in frustration, but, in the end, he knew a command when he heard it. Shifting his legs, he flopped down onto his rear, that fat cock angling upward along his underbelly and wagging with his constant panting. His claws clicked anxiously on the floor as he wondered how much longer he would have to wait before he finally got what must surely be coming.
Moze smiled as the skag did as he was told. “Good boy. Now stay like that just a little bit longer, and you'll get your treat.”
Relaxing a bit, Moze took a deep breath to calm herself after so much excitement. Whatever had been said up on the bridge didn't matter anymore. She had Mr. Chew all to herself, and no one was going to stop her from getting what she wanted—what she knew they both wanted.
Combing her fingers through her short dark hair, she lifted her chin and stretched her back, her small breasts straining against her shirt as she filled her lungs and slowly exhaled. Then she smiled. “Alright, let's do this.”
Grabbing her shirt, she quickly pulled it up over her head and tossed it away, leaving her topless in front of her four-legged partner. Her nipples were incredibly stiff and aching already, sticking up from her breasts like little nubs in the air. Her breasts may not have been as big or full as some of the other ladies on the ship, but they fit her lithe and athletic physique and were still fun to squeeze when she was feeling horny. Biting her lip, she cupped her breasts and ran her hands up over them slowly, letting them squeeze out from under her palms as she gave both of her nipples a quick pinch to finish. The sensation sent a thrill of excitement through her body, making her tingle from head to toe and moan with delight. It was more for herself that she did it than anything, hardly thinking that Mr. Chew really cared at all about the size of her breasts or if she wanted them played with. Some things a girl just had to take care of herself.
Whatever the beast thought, she sure appeared to have his attention. His eyes were fixed solely on her, completely unblinking in his intense desire to have his needs tended to. A soft whine emanated from between its jaws, paws patting on the floor every so often in hopes that he would soon be able to take another go at her.
Moze found the attention rather flattering, even knowing that the animal only wanted her so that he could bury his cock between her legs, but then she couldn't exactly blame him for that. It wasn't as if she was with him because of his charming personality or because they had common interests. He was just an animal with basic instincts and needs that she wanted to fill. This was what brought them together, nothing more.
Yet, there was something about the eagerness in the skag's eyes, the longing in his pitiful whine, that made her blush despite herself. She liked the way he looked at her and sat obediently waiting for her. Honestly, such obedience was everything she could have wanted from any of her partners in the past, but Mr. Chew was much more special than any of them.
“What? This not good enough for you?” she teased as she covered her breasts with her hands and swayed her hips before the waiting skag. The animal gave an anxious huff, leaning forward and angling that stiff cock toward her. Moze licked her lips as she gazed down at it, then slowly let her hand slide down to her belt. “Or is this what you're waiting for?” she grinned, unbuckling the belt and popping the button of her pants open.
Mr. Chew suddenly jumped back up to his feet, letting out a loud bark that made Moze jump. She laughed despite herself, kicking off her boots as she pushed her pants down over her hips. “Alright, alright! I'm moving. Just wait...” she admonished, stepping back from her discarded boots and pulling her pants off of her feet. Now she stood before him in just a pair of white cotton panties, the crotch stained dark with how excited she was.
All alone in her room, nearly naked with a horny skag, Moze couldn't believe how far she had fallen since that day in the skag pen on Pandora. If only she knew then what she knew now, perhaps she wouldn't have been so afraid. Funny how these things just seem to work themselves out in the end.
Sliding her hands up between her breasts anxiously, Moze took a step forward and pushed her hips out toward the skag. “Alright, come here. I think you've earned a little treat for waiting so long,” she said softly, reaching down to beckon the animal closer with a wave of her hand.
Mr. Chew instantly perked up, sniffing the air and catching the clear scent of Moze's arousal between her legs. There was a lingering sense of fear about her as well, a feeling that was always present when they were together, but it was so much smaller now than it had been before. It only increased his excitement to know that she was now a more willing mate. Taking a step forward, he pushed his face into her crotch, sniffing loudly and inhaling her strong scent through thin clothing. After nuzzling between her legs for a few moments, the skag gently parted his jaws and slipped its tongue up against her crotch to give a tentative lick.
“O-oh!” Moze gasped, rising up on her toes at the feeling of that wiggling tongue. Her entire body had been tingling from the moment he pressed between her legs, but now her heart racing in her chest like a rocket. She could feel his thin tongue sliding between her plump lips, causing her panties to stick to her skin as they were soaked through from within and out. Eyelashes fluttering with pleasure, she had to reach down and brace her hands on the skag's neck for balance as his tongue began to lap against her quivering pussy.
“Aaah~... Y-yes... Just like that. Don't stop...” she sighed, hoping that the skag could at least understand her enough to keep going. Her pussy ached to feel something stretching her open, but for right now, just being teased by those eager licks was enough to make her feel hot and light-headed, her head swimming in pleasure. Soon, her hips were bucking against the skag's face, clit rubbing up against the hard surface of bony armor covering its head. That only served to work her up more, as each little touch against the bundle of sensitive nerves sent shivers of pleasure running through her body.
“Holy shit, that feels so fucking good... Ooooh... fuck.” She squeezed shut as she leaned in against the skag's face and rubbed her thighs around the animal's head. Her toned butt bounced in the air as she humped against his alien muzzle, wishing he would just lick a bit harder, feeling that slick tongue mold her soaked panties against her aching pussy with ease. “Yes... yes that's it, just a little bit more. Oh... Ah, I'm so fucking close. Just... W-wait! No, don't stop!” she whined as she felt Mr. Chew retract his tongue and begin to pull away from her.
Despite her protests, the skag stepped backward, freeing himself from between her legs and sliding its tongue over the barbs along its jawline. The taste of her wet pussy appeared to be to his liking, but right now, there were more pressing matters on his mind. His tail end wagged back and forth, and after another moment, he let out an expectant bark as he pawed at Moze's leg.
Moze took a moment to catch her breath, her head still spinning from how close she had gotten to orgasm just from having the skag licking through her panties. She really was getting addicted to this more than she thought. Combing her fingers through her hair, she took a deep breath and stepped away from those sharp claws dragging over her skin.
“Alright, just give me a minute. That was very rude of you to do that, you know,” she groaned, her body still feeling hot excitement radiating through her. “Fuck...” Looking down at the skag, she could tell what was on his mind. That thick alien cock was practically quivering between his legs with the anticipation of some attention, and she felt the same feeling between her legs as she pressed them together.
Without another word, she dropped down onto her knees in front of the skag, getting on all fours and dropping further till her small breasts were pressing against the cold floor. There wasn't an ounce of hesitation or fear in the way she slid right between the skag's front legs and underneath him. Her lips parted in a small sigh as she looked up at that cock that was pointed down at her like a loaded weapon, the smell of it hitting her nose and making her mouth water. Now it was her turn to tease, sticking out her tongue and running it just under the tip of that fat cock, feeling how incredibly hot it was and tasting the leaking pre-cum dribbling from the slender hole of its urethra.
Above her, Mr. Chew let out a huff as a shiver ran down his body from snout to rear. That caused his cock to wag in front of Moze's face, but the woman didn't seem to mind. He could still feel her tongue licking at him slowly, much too slowly for his liking. Taking a step forward, he heard Moze grunt as his hefty cock pressed against her face, feeling the underside of his shaft slide over soft skin. She swatted at him for his abrupt rudeness, but it was worth it as she wrapped her slender fingers around his girth and guided him between her lips. Lifting his head, he gave a triumphant bark as he felt the warmth of her wet mouth envelop him again.
Moze was overcome with bliss as she suckled on the skag's thick cock once again. Her lips were stretched thin around his shaft, working him into the back of her mouth and back as she held the thick base steady, resting her weight on her elbows and the top of her head pressing against his soft underbelly. She felt like a perverted teenager again, back on her bed where she grew up, naked and sucking on a dildo to practice for the real thing. Only this was better than anything she could have dreamed of in her most wild fantasies, a real monster cock, perfect for driving her to the brink of madness with pleasure. Humming with delight on that hot shaft, she was as loud as she pleased, slurping noisily to the point of gagging around that thick slab of skag cock filling her mouth. Squeezing her tongue between his cock and her bottom lip, she wiggled it under his length, doing whatever she could to make sure that his cock stayed swollen and leaking pre-cum for her to swallow.
This cock was all she ever wanted, more than guns, more than money, and sure as hell more than any small-dicked man that would ever hope to please her like this in a million years. She was hooked on skag cock for life.
The woman's tight little butt was still sticking out between the skag's front legs, her feet up in the air and kicking back and forth slowly as she enjoyed the cock between her lips. Mr. Chew could still smell her arousal between her legs. It made his cock throb in her mouth, exciting him with the promise that she might want to do more than just use her mouth on him. She wanted to mate; he could feel it. Everything about her screamed with a desire to breed, and he was more than ready to finally mount her. If only that pesky piece of clothing wasn't in the way, perhaps he could give her what she needed. Cocking his head down at her wiggling butt, he lifted one paw and gently swiped at her panties a few times, eventually hooking a claw in them and giving them a sharp tug.
Moze squealed around that pulsing cock as her serenity was interrupted by a wedgie of all things sliding up her butt. She could feel her panties being pulled tightly between her ass cheeks and against her pussy, making her realize just how soaked the cotton fabric really was. Not wanting to let that magnificent cock slip out from between her lips, Moze angled a hand down her body and tried to knock his paw away and stop the discomfort. From this angle, though, she couldn't reach his snagged paw and was forced to suffer with the feeling of her panties squeezing between her legs and stimulating her cunt as the fabric rubbed against her wet lips. For now, she would just have to deal with it, as there was no way in hell she was going to let go of this cock until she'd had her fill, slobbering all over it like a love-drunk slut.
The skag was very nearly at his limit. Shaking his head in the air, he pulled at Moze's panties until they started to rip. The tiny woman squealed underneath him, but it was of no concern. All he wanted was to mount the horny bitch before he burst.
Spit dribbled from between Moze's lips, hanging off her chin in glistening ropes all the way down to the floor. Gagging loudly, the feeling of that fat dick sliding down her throat had her heart beating with excitement, and the way her panties were pulling against her pussy made her feel like she might cum at any second. Too bad that was the moment Mr. Chew started to back away and draw his cock out of her mouth with a wet, sucking squelch.
“Mmmmhuugh... N-nooo...” Moze gurgled, having to lick her lips and swallow to deal with all the excess spit that had pooled in her mouth. Trying to follow after him with her open mouth, she was stopped short by the hold he had on her underwear. Feeling the rip in the fabric give her a bit of slack, she tried again to follow that magnificent cock, but she was still stuck, and so she pulled harder, hearing her panties rip until she could finally move freely. With a pleased cackle, she lunged for the skag's cock, desperate to have it filling her mouth once again.
Mr. Chew stepped aside as soon as he felt Moze's pesky clothing tear and his claw freed. She still scrambled underneath him, but he circled around her and watched as she scrambled to follow. Her torn panties hung from her waist as she crawled on her hands and knees, soon falling off completely to the floor. Moze was looking over her shoulder at him now, no doubt wondering why he had denied her of his erect cock, but all he wanted was the wet and warm hole between her legs. Stepping over her, his tongue was already sliding back out from within his jaws, eager for another taste of the wetness she had to offer.
Moze licked her lips as she saw that long tongue wiggle out into the air, the sight of it almost as enticing as the hard cock between the skag's legs, eyeing his length and his girth, wishing to taste him again. It seemed that the skag had other ideas, lowering its head over her upturned ass and lightly drawing his tongue along her wet cunt. That little touch sent shivers up Moze's spine, her eyes fluttering in pleasure.
“Ooh... Is that what you want?” she whimpered as the skag kept lapping his tongue between her legs. Her pussy was left quivering at his touch, soon dripping with arousal just as she had been drooling around his cock. Spreading her legs a bit wider, Moze laid her head on the cool floor and arched her back to offer up her pussy to the naughty skag.
As much as the skag had grown, so too had its tongue. A slick and slender muscle, it curled and twisted against the little woman's wet pussy. The taste was pleasant, and the way that Moze reacted to being touched there pleased Mr. Chew. She whimpered, face down on the floor, presenting herself as if ready to be mounted. The skag let out a low growl from his throat, whipping his tongue around between her folds and sliding it up and down against her pussy. That made Moze yelp with pleasure, her entire body shuddering from the sensation. She wanted to be filled, to be penetrated; he could feel the desire radiating off of her like a bitch in heat. The more he touched her, the louder she moaned and cried out, pushing back with her hips to present herself more desperately than ever.
Suddenly his tongue was inside of her, causing Moze to choke on her sultry moans as her pussy was spread and filled. “Aahah~... Fuuck, oooh!” She hadn't expected his tongue to be so vigorous, filling her quickly and swirling around inside. It caused her to shudder and twitch, her eyes fluttering closed as she clawed at the floor. “F-fuck... Oh shit, that's fucking incredible,” she purred, working her hips back to slide along that slick tongue. It wiggled inside of her, pressing against her inner walls and making her body hot with pleasure. Grinding her teeth together, she couldn't remember the last time her pussy had felt this good, squeezing around the skag's tongue as it slid in and out of her. It seemed endless as it moved between his mouth and her legs. Soon, her soft gasping became full on moans of bliss as her pussy was tongue fucked by her skag lover, driving her wild as she remained down on all fours and let him have his fun.
“Oh fuck! Fuuuuuck, yes! D-don't stop... Don't you dare fucking stop this time, y-you ugly bastard!” Pressing her forehead to the floor, she lifted her ass and thrust back onto his tongue as hard as she could. Every so often, she could hear the skag's claws clicking over the floor behind her, but right now, all she could focus on was the feeling of that tongue pushing her closer and closer to the edge of climax with each passing moment. “Aaaaugh! Dammit, you feel so good!”
There was no helping herself any longer, her pussy squeezing tight as she finally broke and cried out in ecstasy in the small room. Her voice echoed off of the walls and bounced back into her ears, making her realize just how much like a dirty slut she truly sounded like. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Yes! Please.... Oh yes, please, it feels so fuuuuucking gooood!”
The skag worked his tongue faster, feeling how Moze tightened up around him, her body writhing on the floor. She had completely lost herself under his touch, her body craving him to the point where she could achieve orgasm even when not mating appropriately. A needy woman, overcome by desire and cumming all over his tongue.
“Shit!” Moze gasped, her body heaving as her pussy still squeezed down around the tongue inside of her. As the last pleasurable waves of her climax rushed through her, she wondered just how wrong it could really be to take a skag as her lover on a permanent basis. Surely, every woman in the galaxy should know what it's like to experience such bliss as a wet and wiggling tongue fucking them senseless. “H-holy fuck, what have you d-done to me... Aaahg! N-no, no no no, b-be gentle...” she gasped as she felt that strong, thin muscle still twisting inside of her. “I'm... I'm still so sensi-TIVE! OOOOH! OoOOoh FUCK!” Sensitive seemed to be quite the understatement, as a firm brush up against the inside of her pelvic bone made Moze's vision flash white as her body went rigid, and she came hard for a second time.
There was a splatter of liquid against the floor as it sprayed from between her legs, her sex spasming around the tongue inside of her. Toes curled up tightly, her feet shook in the air as all of her muscles tensed up all along her thin body at once. For a moment, she couldn't think, couldn't speak, or even breathe, choking on nothing as her body shuddered and was taken to the brink of pleasure by an animal's tongue. More cum sprayed from her gushing pussy, squirting around the skag's tongue as it wiggled within her.
After what felt like an eternity, Moze was finally able to suck in a deep breath of air, gasping loudly as she first filled her lungs and then let out a moan that was as long and deep as it was utterly pathetic. Eyes rolling up in her head, her voice echoed in the small room without end, and she would have surely died of shame on the spot if her mind hadn't gone so numb.
Mr. Chew watched as Moze clearly struggled with what he was doing to her. It appeared that his tongue had caused her to wet herself in some way, though, by the scent, it didn't seem that she was simply urinating. Whatever it was, the smell was quite potent, and the taste more so.
Even when the skag finally pulled his tongue free from her sopping cunt, Moze was still left exhausted from the back-to-back orgasms she had just endured, shivering and moaning like a helpless bitch. She felt sadly empty without him moving inside of her, but at least now she might be able to catch her breath and find her focus again, enough to drag herself up from being such a cum-drunk mess after fornicating with an animal. Now was not the time for quitting, though, and as soon as she had regained some sense of composure, she intended to pursue more fun with her four-legged friend.
At least, she would have if the skag had any patience within him to wait.
No sooner had Mr. Chew withdrawn his tongue, and she had fallen to the floor blissfully spent and weak. She felt the eager beast step on her. The points of his claws stuck into her round butt, thankfully not breaking the skin but making her groan as his weight was pressed down on her from above. “Uugh... The fuck you doing, boy? Just... give me a minute- Oof!” A disgruntled huff was all she got in answer as the skag walked over her back, pressing her onto the cold floor as he took his rightful position above her. Before she knew it, he had one paw stepping on the back of her head, keeping her pinned regardless of whether she had the strength to fight back or not. “Dammit... Ah, d-don't be so rough...”
The skag lowered his head and let out a soft growl in her ear, snapping his jaws before giving her cheek a few licks. It tickled, but Moze was more focused on his weight bearing down on top of her. For a moment, she wondered if he was just being annoyingly playful, but then she felt the pointed tip of his cock pressing against her ass, and she knew that he meant business.
“Aaah... Oh, c-come on. Can't you just wait a little bit? My head is still spinning... I'm... I'm not ready yet.” Clearly, the skag didn't care as he dipped his hips to press his cock between her cheeks and right up against her puckered asshole. For a moment, the sensation sent a shiver of fear running down her spine, thinking that he might actually try to press his way into her tight rear with that massive cock, but thankfully, he only nudged against it and left her covered in a layer of warm pre-cum as he humped her. As frightening as it was, the thought of being taken so mercilessly by a wild, sex-crazed beast certainly sent her stomach fluttering.
“Wait... Just hold on a minute...” she gasped as she felt him press up against her again. It seemed that he was a skag of little patience and was tired of watching her have all the fun alone. Quickly getting up onto her knees, Moze raised her hips and spread her legs to give Mr. Chew a more suitable target for him to thrust his cock into. “There. Better, right?” she laughed, hoping that the skag would agree. She didn't have to wait long for her answer as her entire body was jolted by the force of him quickly humping against her wet pussy. “Ah! Oh f-fuck! Aagh... T-too rough!” she grimaced as he jabbed his cock against her. She would have thought that he would find the sensation painful, thrusting against her only to have the tip of his cock slam against her leg or her ass, but no matter how many times he missed, the skag kept trying again.
Seeing no other option, Moze reached behind her as quickly as she could, fumbling blindly to grab hold of his dick and get him under control. As her fingertips brushed against his engorged phallus, she grabbed hold of the hot shaft and squeezed him tight. He still had her down on the ground with her head pinned beneath his paw, but now she literally had him by the dick and gave it a sharp tug.
“Got ya!” she cackled, listening to the skag yelp above her. “Yeah? Let's see how you like it being pushed around.”
Clearly displeased with her hand squeezing around the tip of his cock like a vice, the skag barked and began to shake his hindquarters to get free. Moze held on tighter than ever, determined to keep him under control for what was coming next. No doubt if she gave the skag free reign, she would end up regretting it later. “Quit your bitching! Aah, we're going to do this nice and gentle, understand? O-or as gently as we can,” she muttered as she tugged his cock down and brought him closer to her presented cunt.
The heat radiating off of him was so intense that her hand was already tingling just from grabbing him, but now she could feel it against her wet and puffy lips as well. It made her sigh with need, her quivering folds still dripping wet from the deep tongue fucking he had given her just moments ago. As good as he had felt wiggling inside of her, now she was ready for an altogether harder and thicker experience to stretch her open and fuck her dumb. Rubbing his slick, cum-covered tip along her slit, she let out a gasp as her voice quivered in amazement.
“Aaha! Oh wow... Fuck you're a big boy... O-ok, just... slow. Go slow... slow...” she panted, gently guiding him to her entrance and ever so slightly letting her grip on him loosen up so he could begin to slide inside.
Perhaps something about her voice, or the slight tremble of fear in it, seemed to have the desired calming effect on him because the skag did, in fact, seem to relax and lower his hips at a leisurely pace. That hardly seemed to do anything to keep the intense feeling of his girth pressing into her, making Moze cry out in surprise and pleasure as he stretched her open.
“Ooooh! Oooh fuck! H-holy fuck... Aaaugh, you're s-so fucking big!” Moze cried, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt Mr. Chew push the crown of his cock into her. Even as she willed herself to relax and just let him in, it did nothing to ease the intense pressure she felt from her crotch and into her belly as he firmly worked one thick inch of his pointed cock into her pussy at a time.
Such insane, intense, and incredible pleasure, and it was only just the tip!
“Huuuah! S-shit... You're gonna split me apart!” she gasped as her body quaked underneath him. They had only just begun and already she was starting to lose control. As he pushed himself into her, she could feel the thickest part of his cock was now sliding between her fingers. She couldn't even get them all the way around his girth as she felt the hot, web-veined shaft slide deeper inside her wet cunt to stretch her open inch by aching inch. “Fuck... Uuugh... W-wait... please... give me a f-fucking moment...”
Deep within her, she could already feel him filling her more than any man had ever done in her life. The feeling was so mind-numbingly good that, rather than continue to plead with the skag, she simply let her mouth hang open and wailed like a desperate whore as he pressed into her. Her hand had no more strength in it to grip him as the fattest part of his cock began to enter her pussy. Such incredible girth only made her eyes roll back into her head, her entire body tensing just before she started to shake and clench up around his girth. A trembling moan fell from her lips as she came for a third time just as the skag was entering her. Somewhere in that cum-drunk mind of hers, she wondered just how much room was left in her pussy for him to fill, but regardless, it seemed that the skag was bound and determined to push into her until his hips were resting against her presented ass. At least there was the tell-tale knot near the base of the skag's cock that kept him from fully pressing his cock inside of her, for now, just resting it against the outer lips of her sex as he stood on top of her.
The skag's hind feet kicked and spread a bit further apart as he braced his front paws on either side of her legs, finding the stance just a bit awkward with her ass raised so high beneath him. At least he had what he wanted since first smelling her arousal during the meeting. The way Moze clenched around him was most pleasing, urging him to buck his hips against her and drawing out a shocked yelp from her lips. He did it again, much to the same effect, her hand shooting up to grab at his leg just above the paw on her head and squeezing him tightly. He did not know if she was fighting him or not, but it no longer mattered. She belonged to him, and now that he had mounted her, it was time to breed the small woman like the bitch she was. Letting out a happy bark, the skag set about fucking his mate to his heart's content, thrusting deep into her and feeling that tight, quivering pussy squeeze around his cock as she came again.
Moze was not used to cumming so often or being kept at that brink constantly as she was filled or stretched open so tightly as she was fucked. All of it was driving her mad to the point where she was rocking her ass back onto the skag's cock without even realizing it. By the time she did the small vault hunter was already a drooling, trembling mess of a woman to stop. There was only one thing on her mind now, one desire that summed up her entire being. “M-more!” she groaned, her face squished between the hard floor and the skag's paw on top of her. “More! Fuck me more!” she cried like a weak slut. “Fuck you feel s-so good! F-fuck me, Mr. Chew! Aaaugh... I love your dick!”
If only the ladies from the bridge could see her now. Surely they'd keep their opinions to themselves once they saw just how good a skag's cock feels deep in your pussy. Fuck them, it wasn't her fault they were missing out. Right now, Mr. Chew was all hers! “Oh fuck... oh fuuuuuuck... I'm going to fucking cum again! Cum all over your fat cock!” Moze wailed as her entire body shook from the pounding the skag was giving her.
Moments later, she let out a shriek loud enough to startle the skag into releasing her head from the floor. He barked in agitation, wondering why she had to be so loud all the time as he mounted her. It would only be a little bit longer, and he would finish inside of her; she only had to last until then.
Even with the skag's paw no longer pinning her down, Moze didn't bother to try to push herself up from the floor. At that moment, she didn't even possess the strength to do so, simply laying face down and ass up as the skag continued to dick her down. Everything around her, the room and even the ship beyond, had receded into the dark corners of her mind, leaving only the unending pleasure that was a fat skag dick turning her out like a complete slut. Through it all, she was so incredibly happy, unable to even think of asking for a break now that he had completely laid claim to her body and soul.
“Oooh... ooh... AaaAAHhaha~ Yyyeessss... Right there... Right fucking there! Yes, please!” Moze groaned, her pussy gushing around her partner nonstop. Then, a jolt of clarity shot through her lust-hazed mind as something firm, round, and very, very big pressed up against between her legs, as if trying to gain entry into her already very full pussy.
“H-huuuh?”
Unable to give voice to her actual thought, she lay there in quivering anticipation as she felt the large, hot orb slap wetly against her again and again and again as she was fucked.
It was his knot. It had to be, already starting to inflate, to complete the mating process and spill his seed inside of her. Feeling it press against her wet outer lips, it felt so large already, but from the way he was moving, she could tell that he was trying to get it inside of her. There was no way, no way in hell, that it was going to fit. He'd break her, rip her tiny body in two, ruin her forever, but still, she couldn't find the strength within herself to try and stop him from doing as he liked. She was just too exhausted and well-fucked to fight.
“W-w-wait...” she gasped, her voice coming out small and weak. Her eyes were barely open from how spent she was, her body jerking limply along the floor with each hard thrust from the skag on top of her. He slammed down into her again, and she whimpered as she felt the curved surface of his swollen knot almost part her clenching entrance and slide in. “Nnnngh... wait...” she said a bit louder, her fingers clawing against the floor as she tried to will herself to do something before it was too late. The skag gave out a few short barks as it suddenly picked up the pace of its thrusting, jostling her about and nearly making her cum again right then. Gritting her teeth, she took a deep breath, trying to push herself up onto her hands and knees to crawl away from him.
“N-no... it's too big... b-bad boy...” she stuttered, but there was no edge to her voice as he pressed the knot against her again. Her belly did flips as she almost felt him force his way inside again, the extreme tightness making her mind go completely blank and take all the fight out of her. “Please... oh fuck...”
Mr. Chew lifted his head and howled, determined to put an end to this and have his release. Planting both of his front paws on her back, he held her down and pressed his hips down with all of his strength. There was resistance at first, but soon he felt her body begin to open up for him, accepting him fully so that he might tie with her and seal his cum inside of her to breed. Feeling himself slip inside, there was a loud sucking sound, a pop, then unbelievable tightness squeezing all around him. It was just too good to resist, and after a few more quick jerks of his hips, he felt the pleasurable tightness between his legs as he released his seed inside of her.
Moze thought she would scream as she felt the knot slide into her, stretching her open more than she had been in her entire life, but that actually wasn't the noise that she made. It was a gasp- a sharp sucking in of air as she felt that blinding mix of pleasure and pain shooting through her like a lightning bolt. Surprisingly, she only felt the pain of her body's resistance for a brief, agonizing moment. Then the entire knot just seemed to slip into her with ease, as if her body had altogether given up fighting and just accepted its fate. It was like she had reached a new plane of radiant pleasure as she was stretched to her absolute limit, making her body feel numb and electrified at the same time. She couldn't breathe, couldn't yell, she couldn't speak. There was nothing left of her but the fullness she felt between her legs and the hot stream of cum pouring into her womb.
It was another long, breathless moment before her broken mind finally realized that he was filling her up. Hot cum was pumping from the skag's balls and deep within her quicker than she could imagine. Her pussy trembled around him, dripping her wet arousal down her open legs as his entire length filled her. At any moment, she expected to hear the lewd splatter of cum splashing onto the floor as it gushed around him, but it never came.
More and more of his hot seed gushed into her, all of it trapped inside by his inflated cock as nature intended, not a single drop of it spilling free. She was starting to feel full, the pressure building as more and more cum filled her womb. It was a strange and startling sensation, and Moze could do nothing but whimper as she lay there and accepted every pump of cum he had to give.
“Aaagh... guh... g-god...”
Face down on the floor, her ass kept in the air by the stiffness of the skag's cock alone, Moze lost herself in the debauchery of giving herself to an animal. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes, pooling until finally dripping down her cheeks. Far away, she could hear the sound of Mr. Chew barking as he jerked and shuddered on top of her. She was moving along with him, but her body was so numb she could barely feel it. There was nothing except the heat of him between her legs. It was clear now just what he had done to her, just how far under her skin he had gotten.
She was a skag's wet bitch, and she was loving every fucking second of it.
Fl4k had been about to knock on the door of Moze's room when the sound of barking and squealing came from within. Perhaps it was best not to interrupt right at this moment. Things were beginning to sound pretty intense inside. Taking a seat on the nearby sofa, it seemed the best option would just be to wait.
It took only about an hour or so for the knot to deflate. There was no rush.
“Are you alright, Moze?” Fl4k asked, standing in the doorway to the dark room
Mr. Chew was over by the bed, sat on his ass, and vigorously cleaning himself between his spread legs. Moze, however, was laid out on the floor, arms and legs spread as she lay on her back with her eyes closed. She was breathing softly, so Fl4k supposed that was a good sign.
“Moze?” Fl4k asked again, stepping into the room.
“Yeah... I'm fine,” Moze grunted from the floor, not bothering to move or give any other indication that she was indeed alright. Between her spread legs, cum dribbled from her wet and puffy sex, her skin mostly still covered in the white sticky substance. Moving closer, Fl4k could tell that it was still warm.
Fl4k tried to get a better look at her, but her dark brown hair was a mess over her face and hid her eyes. “You don't seem fine. Is your face red? I can't see.”
Moze groaned as she shifted on the floor, the action seeming to take a great deal of effort on her part. Slowly, she sat up and curled her legs up to her bare breasts. Looking up at Fl4k, she brushed her hair from her face so that it could get a good look at her flushed and tired face. “Yeah, it's red. Isn't it always red? I undoubtedly have the face of a dirty skag-fucker and just can't seem to hide it.”
Standing above her, Fl4k's green eye whirled for a moment. “Uuuh... alright then. If all is well, I will just take Mr. Chew and go. I hope you enjoyed yourself, but next time, please don't leave me out. I would very much like to record more data during each coupling. Come, boy, let us go.”
The skag looked up at his master and gave a huff as he got to his feet, but Mr. Chew only walked as far as Moze. Slipping his tongue around his jaws, the skag stopped next to the woman and plopped his butt down on the floor next to her. With a soft whine, he lifted one paw and gently swiped it against her leg.
Moze looked at the beast and sighed, running a hand through her hair. “Do you really need any more data?” she asked, glancing back up at Fl4k. “I think you've proven your point by now.
“What point would that be?”
“That I'm just an animal,” Moze answered softly.
Fl4k looked at her for a moment without speaking, then shrugged. “Biologically speaking, all humans are.”
“You know what I mean, Fl4k,” Moze hissed. Her bottom lip began to tremble, and her already red and puffy eyes were starting to become wet as she blinked. “I'm an animal! A pervert! Fucked in the head like some kind of inbred bandit psycho. I... I knew it was wrong, but I still wanted it anyway...” She rested her head in her hand and gazed off into nothing, then took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her eyes widening in sheer disbelief at her own actions. “I gave in without a fight, acting on base instinct and desire. Oooh, I was a horny bitch. Just another stupid animal wanting to get fucked.”
“I know,” Fl4k answered quickly. “I'm rarely wrong about any observations.”
“Gee, thanks. Like, really, thank you for that. I feel much better,” Moze said dryly.
Fl4k shrugged again. “I hardly see why not. You enjoyed yourself, did you not? What exactly is the problem?”
“I'm fucking your skag, Fl4k! It... it's wrong! I'm wrong. I mean, look at me! Covered in sweat with my coochie looking like it got white-washed by a fire hose! Isn't any of that concerning to you?”
Fl4k stood motionless as ever above her. “No. Whatever it is that makes you happy is of absolutely no consequence to me so long as we can continue the hunt together as a team. Loathe as I am to admit it, this journey would be much more difficult without you.” He took a brief pause in thought. “And the boy needs you, too. He's never been so well-behaved since we've met you.”
Mr. Chew gave a happy bark, looking at Moze and nuzzling up against her. The small woman tried to make a disgusted sound and lean away, but she only made it so far before she was rocking back toward the skag and leaning against him. Tilting her head, she let it rest against the skag's muzzle, then even went so far as to slip an arm around the animal and hug him close.
“How am I going to face the others? They'll think I'm a freak,” she asked softly.
“In case you failed to notice, Moze, everyone on this ship is a bit of a freak. Except for me, of course. I am the optimum killing machine.”
“You're dressed like a hobo, Fl4k,” Moze answered.
“Not important. What is important, though, is getting you back up on your feet.” Fl4k said, leaning down and offering one metal hand out to the smaller vault hunter.
Moze looked at the offered hand for a moment, then sighed. Giving the skag a small smile, she gave the alien beast an affectionate pat on the head, then reached up and grabbed onto Fl4k's hand. Her partner held her firmly and hauled her up to her feet, doing so rather easily considering how light and small she was. As soon as she felt herself try to stand, she felt her knees wobble and nearly give out underneath her. She quickly grabbed onto Fl4k's jacket to steady herself, but even then, her whole body was still a bit shaky after being so vigorously fucked by the horny skag. “Uh, s-sorry... My legs are just a bit shaky.”
“It is no problem,” Fl4k said. “I have you.”
Moze took another moment to lean against her partner for support. “Thank you, Fl4k. I mean it.”
“As I have said, I have little care for human sensibilities or taboos. However...” began the tall robot hunter, “...if I was to console someone, a friend, in a moment of moral crisis, then I would urge them to choose a path of happiness.” Moze looked up wide-eyed, lips parted ever so slightly as she listened to Fl4k continue. “We only have one life to live before Death comes for us. Even I know that my hunt will not last forever. Do what is best for you, Moze. Try not to worry about what others will think of you. We kill half the people we meet anyway, so I hardly see how it matters.”
Moze couldn't help but let out a small laugh. “That's actually a good point. Thanks. You know, for a bloodthirsty killer, you can really give one hell of a pep talk.”
Fl4k's eye squinted, looking rather happy and proud. “Just one of the many abilities I come equipped with.”
“Don't get full of yourself. You could still learn to take a compliment better,” Moze glowered. Taking a deep breath, she let out a sigh and stood up a bit straighter, letting loose of Fl4k's big puffy jacket. “I think I'm feeling better now. Probably can stand up on my own two fee-EEEET! Aah~!”
Her entire body went rigid as she grabbed onto Fl4k again to keep herself from falling. Her knees still buckled beneath her, causing her to practically sit down on the head of Mr. Chew, who had stealthily pressed his face between her legs from behind and taken a curious lick of the cum still coating her vulva. “Aaagh! F-fuck... Can't you stay calm for five minutes?” Moze hissed down at the intrusive skag.
Mr. Chew gave a low growl in his throat but otherwise didn't bother to move despite Moze's small feet kicking back at him. She had neglected to clean herself after their mating, so he felt it could only be a kindness to do it for her. Sliding his long tongue over her wet thighs and between her legs, he quickly lapped up the seed that had spilled out of her. It wasn't long, though, until he began to taste her arousal dripping from her folds once again, licking quickly as she began to mewl and shake her rear against his head. He found the sensation actually quite pleasant, causing the limp cock between his hind legs to stiffen and rise with renewed vigor.
“Oooh... A-again? Seriously?” Moze whined. “I don't know if I can even cum a-anymore... I'm spent...”
Fl4k looked down over Moze's shoulder at the naughty skag. “I suppose that if you need a break, I could always help him out. It's been a while, but I am sure he won't mind.”
“N-no!” Moze said quickly, her voice shaking as she rested her head against Fl4k's metal torso. “He doesn't like that as much, r-remember?” Looking up at that green eye, a mischievous smile spread across her lips as she softly panted and worked her ass back against the skag's face. “I can help him out. I'm happy to, really...”
“Indeed,” answered Fl4k.
Moze felt herself gently brought down to the floor in Fl4k's hands, first to her knees and then down onto her hands as well. She felt those metal hands release her, letting her rest softly on the ground as the skag continued to lick her from behind. “Aaah... oh, th-thank you...” she muttered breathlessly, her head already feeling light after everything that had happened so far.
“Do you mind if I stay this time? I would like to record more data for Tannis, if that is acceptable?”
Moze's eyes were already rolling back in her head as she felt that nimble tongue sliding against her clit. “Aaha... Y-yeah sure... Just send- oh fuck... Send me a copy, too. Please?” she smiled, her toes curling from the warm sensation radiating between her legs.
“Deal. I'll just take a seat over here, then,” Fl4k said, finding a chair and dragging it to the corner of the room. Taking a seat, the green eye whirled and focused in on the sight of Mr. Chew lifting his head and stepping up behind Moze, his hard cock twitching as it slid up against her.
“Oh yes... Fuck me, baby, I'm so ready...” Moze groaned, her arms spread out in front of her as she arched her back and lifted her ass up for the skag to claim, her legs spread to make it easier for him.
Fl4k watched it all, recorded it all, and soon, that thick pink shaft began to slip inside of the tiny woman's body, causing her to make the most incomprehensible noises as she grinned from ear to ear. Moze was a dripping mess between her legs, but it was probably for the best as the thickness of the skag's cock pressed slowly inside of her with ease.
Before long, the skag was busy humping up against Moze's ass, ramming his cock into her with the wet sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the small room. Moze hadn't said a clear word in minutes, either just babbling or moaning loudly as she lay there and let the skag have his way with her body. Her body temperature had elevated quite a bit since they had begun with their coupling, causing a light sheen of sweat to cover her athletic body from head to toe.
Fl4k was happy to just sit and watch, learning how a human and a skag could find enjoyment in each other's bodies. Moze certainly showed the proper form for presenting herself to the skag, clearly a master at the skag style form. Dr. Tannis would certainly be pleased to see how far Moze had come at strengthening inter-species relations. No doubt, the good doctor would get hours of enjoyment cataloging and analyzing this one session alone.
The appeal of sex was still lost on the robotic vault hunter, but as long as Moze was happy, then Fl4k was happy as well.
Sex was a wet and messy affair but a necessary one for organic reproduction. The fact that Moze was unable to carry the skag's young made their union a bit of an oddity, most likely resulting in the shame that Moze had felt earlier, but the pleasure that came from the skag fucking her hard and deep seemed to be no less diminished by their inability to breed properly. As he understood it, humans often enjoyed sex simply for the pleasure of it rather than just to reproduce, so obviously, that was why Moze could not resist the skag's interest in her. Hopefully, Mr. Chew would be alright with the lack of puppies in the end after filling her with so much seed.
Moze let out another unintelligent moan as the skag barked and hooked his front paws over her hips to pull her tightly against him, causing the woman to yelp and moan like a mad woman. Fl4k could see the knot between the skag's legs starting to inflate, so it was only a matter of time before he tied with her again in an attempt to make her pregnant. Moze laughed happily as she felt the fist size knot press against her, working her hips back against him to work it inside of her pussy. Even at the height of her intense pleasure, the instinct to breed still won out in the end.
Mr. Chew barked, and Moze let out a high pitch gasp followed by a deep, sultry groan as the skag tied with her and began to cum. The muscles around his crotch flexed and twitched as his hanging balls pumped her full of his load, keeping her tightly secured to his ejaculating cock with that inflated knot inside of her. Moze wouldn't stop moaning, or couldn't stop, as her eyes rolled up in her head and her entire body shook from the powerful orgasm radiating from her trembling pussy.
Fl4k watched in silence, not wanting to interrupt the special moment between the two. Surely, such a coupling would have resulted in a belly full of puppies if their biology had been more compatible with each other. Perhaps once he handed over this data to Dr. Tannis, she might have a few thoughts on how to make Moze's body more acceptable to the skag's fertile cum. She seemed like the type of woman who was more than happy to manipulate and alter human genes in the name of science.
Moze let out a shaking yelp, her womb undoubtedly full of warm cum from the skag's cock. Perhaps after they were done and Moze regained the ability to speak properly, she would tell him just how it felt. Any extra information would be a helpful addition to the collected data. For now, though, it was probably best to just let her be and enjoy her union with the energetic Mr. Chew.
As it was, the small Gunner really seemed to be enjoying herself, taking the words they had shared to heart and focusing on what made her happy. That was good. Fl4k wanted her to be happy, which wasn't something often felt by the galaxy's greatest hunter.
“Huuwaah... H-hey F-F-Fl4k,” Moze whimpered, struggling to lift her head up off the floor and look over at her fellow vault hunter. “You t-think... I'm gonna be a mother now?” she laughed, a wet, gurgling giggle from deep in her throat. Without waiting for an answer she let her head fall back to the floor with a grunt, too tired to even think of moving as the skag slowly lifted a leg and began to turn around behind her.
“I hardly see how that is possible,” Fl4k answered, leaning forward in the chair, “but I suppose anything is possible in the end. With science.”
Moze didn't bother to answer, too lost in the bliss of her own mind-numbing pleasure to give a fuck about whatever it was that her best and loyal friend was talking about.
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