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The Space Bimbo Chapter 13: The Other Side of the Legend For Engy By Draconicon

Captain Kash was one of the more successful bandits on the outer rim of the Tarris system. He had more than thirty fighter pilots to his name, as well as forty infantry that fought under his flag and banner. The eagle had claimed more than a dozen shipping frigates over the course of his illegal career, and while he wasn't one of the old Ra'Doms, he didn't shy away from some of their methods. There were a good number of his crew that would eagerly fuck the brains out of their captives, and he didn't mind participating...as long as he wasn't the one to do the final fuck.

After all, had to keep his hands clean in case he was ever caught. That was the unforgiveable step.

The eagle smirked as he watched his men soaring around a cluster of asteroids, descending on the shipping frigate with weapons blazing. Their prey was coming about, trying to change their heading enough to jump to light speed, but his fighters were right up in the engines, firing their disabling shots. Nothing lethal, of course - even he wasn't going to go that far - but high power EMP bolts didn't need to be lethal to be effective.

"Ship's losing speed, Captain," his second in command, a female Doberman by the name of Tik, muttered under her breath. "Should be open for boarding within the minute."

"Launch the boarding parties."

"Understood."

A thump rocked his flagship as the shuttles were released, a half-dozen of them shooting through the stars. It was only the first wave, of course, the most hardened of them to rush through and fuck the enemy crew into submission. He doubted that they'd be ready for this. Despite their valuable cargo, the Fornax crew would be running at skeleton levels from being stretched so thin. They were so focused on getting their refined silicone shipped out as fast as they could make it that they weren't bothering to put enough safeguards on theirs hips.

Fine with him. He'd just take what they couldn't protect.

"Shuttles are docking. Squad leaders are reporting that there's little resistance."

"Good, good." Kash chuckled. "I'm going to grab a shuttle of my own. Oversee from the front lines."

"You sure? There's rumors that...she...is around."

The eagle dismissed the warning with the wave of a wing.

"I don't think that we have to worry about that. There's been rumors of her around for years. Not like we've ever seen her."

"Just saying, Captain."

"Just keep an eye out for any bigger ships. Don't want to be interrupted by scavengers."

"Yes, Captain."

The eagle left the bridge by lift, heading down to the hangar. The staff members of his crew, the ones that weren't fighters but worked on the various bits of support and repair that all space operations needed, already had a ship prepped for him. He walked up the gangplank, past the empty cargo hold, and slipped into the pilot's seat.

The standard 'thump' as the engines cut in knocked him back into his seat, but it didn't get rid of the grin on his face. He was looking forward to this. Looking forward to it greatly.

He stroked his crotch bulge a few times as he brought the shuttle around to the proper heading, descending on the long, narrow frigate below. There was a huge bulge around the belly of the ship, and scans had showed that it was stuffed to the brim with the refined silicone that they were after. It'd sell high on the right market.

And the slaves that the crew would become would sell higher still.

There were plenty of docking ports, but Kash chose one that was nearer to the ship's bridge, well away from the other ports that his raiding parties had used. He slipped out of the restraints as his shuttle sealed itself to the bigger ship and walked back to the exit.

A simple hacking spike blew the security measures open, and he stepped into the ship's hallway. The bridge was immediately to his right, and he chuckled as the entire bridge crew turned to stare at him.

They were mostly minks and ferrets, little species that were nothing beneath the power of a bird of prey like himself. He pulled his blaster from his hip, spinning it around.

"I wouldn't make a move, boys," he told them. "You so much as twitch, and I'll start shooting."

"What's your weapon, pirate?" the coyote captain asked.

"You know, that's a very good question." Kash turned it around, looking down at it. "I stole this one off of a sexologist about a month ago. It's got quite a number of settings. Transformation, growth, mental suppression. Oh, even nullification."

The crew, as one, suddenly winced and closed their legs. That was a punishment that sexologists had handed down from time to time, and it was one that nobody that had a decent libido wanted to experience. It eliminated a cock and balls on a male, a pussy on a female, and it numbed all erogenous zones on the body. The asshole disappeared and so did the urethra, the body made more efficient and able to process everything so that it didn't have to excrete anything. It was a humiliation and a punishment in one, keeping those that could not resist any of their urges from becoming a danger.

And he had a weapon that could inflict it with a tug of the trigger.

"So, unless you wanna say goodbye to your goods, you'll be a good little crew and shut down everything. Make sure that the life support stays on, of course," he said, pointing the end of his blaster towards the crewman assigned to that part of the bridge. "But everything else, shields, engines, weapons, security. I want it all shut down. And do it quickly."

"...Do as he says," the coyote muttered, shaking his head.

"Good men. Now, get out of that chair, 'captain.' That's gonna be my seat from now on."

The coyote didn't look happy, but he did as he was told, getting out of the chair and giving it up. Kash sat down, kicking off his boots and wiggling his taloned toes, shuffling his hips back and forth as he got comfortable in the plush leather seat.

Not a bad ship, really, the eagle thought as he looked around. That cargo compartment could be converted into a hangar, make it into a dedicated ship carrier. Could stuff all my fighters in that and still have room to spare. Then I could make it so that my ship's more heavily armed...

It could very easily become the beginning of a fleet. The grand fleet of Kash. Oh, he liked the sound of that.

He tapped a few of the monitors in front of him, using captain privilege to activate a few of the security cameras again. He had a front-row seat to the sight of his crew rutting through these smaller men, and he grinned as he saw birds of all sorts fucking the little tube rats that this crew seemed to consist of.

They were flexible, he had to give them that. They were trying to wiggle free, forcing his men to take them two to one, but there was no getting away from a spit-roast, or worse, a double penetration. He grinned as some of the ferrets gasped out their free will as they were fucked from behind, taking two cocks at once, their assholes barely able to take the one.

It was a glorious sight to see the free will fade from someone's eyes, and then see the glazed, half-dead look of the mind-fucked that came after mind-blank. They would be completely empty, waiting for a new personality and set of orders now. They'd sell better once he made them permanent sluts.

He tapped the communications array, bringing it back online so that he could call back to his ship.

"Tik, this is Kash on the bridge of the Reliant. Crew and captain pacified on this end, just waiting for the rest of them to catch up."

"Captain, I've been trying to raise you for the last minute. We got a problem."

"What kind of problem?"

"The sort I was warning you about."

"Be serious for a second, Tik. There's no way that the legend exists. What are we really dealing with? Local militia? Patrol from the core?"

"I'm serious, sir. If you don't believe me, power up the scanners and check off your starboard side, 200 kilometers out and closing fast."

Curious what in the world his second in command had seen, the eagle bowed to his sense of wonder and did as she said, flicking the scanners on to see just what they could pick up. It took about ten seconds, allowing the blips to close to just under 170 kilometers.

Definitely fast, he thought, staring at the image that the scanners were giving up. They were still building up the actual shape of the ship closing on him, but it was bigger than the raiding craft and shuttle-craft by a good 50% at least, and probably a bit more than that as the ship started to scan and adjust its findings.

By the time that the newcomer hit the hundred kilometer mark, he had a pretty good image of it. Capable of holding at least thirty people, enough to match his first wave and perhaps exceed it, depending on losses, it was armed with two huge guns on the front of the ship, and more than that, it had an insignia on the side that he had only heard of.

It was a pair of breasts and the puffiest pair of lips that one could imagine between them, not sure if it was going to kiss you or devour you in the space between the boobs.

As he stared at it, the ship crew must have seen it, because they started muttering.

"It's her."

"Oh god, thank god."

"They're coming to save us."

"The legendary one..."

"The super slut."

"I heard that she wiped out everyone solo on that Fornaxian campaign."

"That's nothing. She wiped out the Anti-Bodies after thirty years of government attempts did nothing."

"She's the darling child of the sexologists, I heard."

"Holy fuck, she's gonna save us."

Kash didn't like the sound of hope that was rushing through the crew. It wouldn't do for them to think that they were getting rescued, not when he had gone so far to crush that sense of hope against his regime. The eagle stood up and pointed his gun at the nearby captain, pulling the trigger.

The yellow beam hit the coyote, sending him plummeting to the floor. He groaned, clutching his crotch as the nanobot speedo he wore suddenly tightened around something that was no longer there. As the canine went from bulging to being completely flat, the eagle looked around the rest of the room.

"Let's get something straight right now. No matter how much you want to be rescued, that's not going to happen. I have control of the ship, and I have control of all its different security measures. Your crew is subdued, and my men are horny for more. Even if this is some legend - which doesn't even exist - then you are still doomed to be made into slaves. Don't think that you aren't."

"Captain Kash?" Tik said over the communicator.

"What?!"

"She, uh, she's boarded."

"..."

He turned back to the scanners. Somehow, this little invader had managed to slam right through the hull of the frigate, blowing a hole in it and then ramming it closed with her own vessel. The cameras that were still functioning in the area showed over a dozen big, well-muscled men darting out of the ship, horses and orcas more than anything else.

What the fuck?!

Several falcons tried to engage, but he saw them go down, suddenly turned to face the wall and their tailfeathers shoved up, their asses plundered in the space of a second. Cocks thicker than his own were plundering those holes, fucking them, breaking them in.

He shivered as he saw someone else dart out of the ship. That one he recognized. Elizabeth had gone through a bit of a...well, a makeover would be putting it kindly. She was a he, now, and wore nothing but a thong that didn't conceal his dick at all. He ran around with a thick hard-on almost all the time, poking it in people's faces fearlessly, using his big dick and bigger balls to fuck submission into the minds of anyone that crossed his path.

Kash had known Elizabeth before the change, so seeing the otter no longer curvy and lean but rather sleek and muscled was a big change. There was no hesitation in the former bounty hunter's movements, either. The otter knew exactly how to fight, exactly how to subdue those that he came up against.

Two other eagles came after the otter at the same time, but Elizabeth just swung his arms out, poking the eagles in the thigh, and the two birds went down, cumming hard and slumping to all fours. It was like a sex-fight between champions and amateurs down there.

What the fuck is going on? Who are these people?

"Attention, idiots," a female voice said over the communicator. "Whoever is in charge, get your fat ass on the communicator so I can tell you how this is going to go."

"...Someone wants to die."

The eagle walked back to the captain's chair, opening the channel to see who thought they were hot shit.

The screen transitioned from blank to clear, showing a lizard in nothing but a gold bikini, leaning back on her chair and with the same puffy lips that the insignia on the side of the ship had. She smirked at him, rubbing her knuckles along one almost-nude breast.

"So, you're the one that's been running this little bandit operation, hm?"

"You could say that. You could also say that you just angered the king of the rim."

"Heh, you challenging my rimming throne with that?"

"Fuck you. That's not what I meant."

"Oh, but it is what I meant. And I mean this, too."

The lizard leaned in towards her camera, her breasts almost swallowing it. He could almost feel the heat and smoothness off of them as he stared at her, the stranger whispering to him.

"I'm coming for you, personally. I hope you're ready to lose your mind to bliss."

Flicker, and the camera feed cut off, as did the communications.

"Who the fuck was that?" Kash muttered.

"It's her. The legendary slut. The bimbo," the crew around him muttered. The shot to their captain obviously hadn't taught them a lesson, but he didn't have time to try and do it again. He needed to plan out how he was going to handle this.

Can't retreat. That ship blew a hole between my men and the rest of the escape pods. They can't get back to their shuttles, and mine won't hold all of them.

Not to mention that he didn't like the idea of giving up what they had come so far to get and what they had already expended so many resources to both track down and take down. To leave without slaves or silicone would mean leaving behind a few hundred thousand credits worth of work.

He turned the communicator over to the ship intercom setting, calling out to his people.

"Everyone, pull back. Fighting retreat towards the bridge. Get back here and hole up. We'll start passing out weapons as soon as we can get them."

"It won't help," one of the ferrets around said. "She's going to come for you. That means that you're already done for."

"Shut up. I can take anything."

"Yeah? Watch your cameras."

The eagle looked back almost unwillingly, and winced as he saw what was happening.

The lizard had left her ship, darting from one bird to another as she encountered his raiding parties. She was fast, sliding her ass down one cock while leaning back in a bridge to suck off another. Whatever she was doing had to be some kind of sorcery, because his men were cumming as if they had been edged for a week before they were sent into battle.

Four, five, six birds fell to the floor, limp and twitching as she ran through them, her sex-fighting skills insane. It had to be some sort of trick. He clenched his fists at his side, his cock throbbing up in a hate-boner for this woman.

"Oh, she's going to get it...I'm going to make sure that she gets it."

He lifted his blaster, turning through its various settings. He could hit her with a growth beam so strong that she would be paralyzed, forced to sit on her ass for the rest of her days. He could use the nullifier to get rid of her pussy and her ass, leaving only her mouth and tits, which he could avoid easily enough. He could turn her into a man, and then nullify her. Or he could hit her with a will-suppressant, turn her into a semi-zombie before she even got close to him.

All of those things were easy with this gun. He was completely safe. So why the hell was he sweating about this?

He shook his head, forcing the thought to the back of his mind. For now, he needed to focus on getting ready.

His men pulled back on the cameras, but there were less and less of them with each passing minute. Thirty had become twenty, then fifteen by the time that they reached the hallway that led to the bridge. Fifteen became ten, stragglers picked off by Elizabeth and this legendary lizard.

But ten would be able to hold, if they were well-armed. He had stripped all of the crew of their weapons, and he had thrown them out past the bulkhead. Dart launchers, libido boosters, anything that he could get his hands on, he armed his raiders with.

They turned, ducking behind cover as they got ready to fight. He shut the bulkhead, shaking his head as he walked back to the captain's chair to watch the fight...

Only to see that the enemy was stronger than he thought. Not only were there twenty-four big-dicked, thickly-muscled men behind Elizabeth the Terror and this strange lizard, but all the men that he had lost in the fight against them were gathered up to fight alongside the intruders.

You fucking...you did not just take my men from me.

Except that the lizard had apparently done just that, stealing the minds of his people and replacing them with her own programming.

A quick glance on the feed told him that they weren't completely gone, that they weren't to the point of being mind-fucked, just mind-blanked. If he could hold out, then there was every reason he could have them back.

But first, he needed to hold out, and that was looking like it was going to be a challenge.

Elizabeth and half of the others charged, the otter twink darting between the firepower sent his way. He slid along the smooth floor, then flipped himself up with his rudder, swinging his tail around to clear an opening in the center of the defensive line. Even as Kash watched that thick otter ass get hit with darts that were meant to bounce up the libido, the former bounty hunter just grinned, pulling two ravens close to him.

A threesome started just like that, and the bulls and horses and orcas came rushing forward after the transformed otter, barreling through. Even as his men took down one each, eight out of twenty-four wasn't enough. They were being overrun.

Kash shook his head slowly, hearing the sounds of the crew around him wondering about staging an uprising. They were getting less and less afraid of him, more willing to risk their lives and their bodies to try and take him out.

He couldn't allow that.

The eagle stood up and pulled the trigger three times. Two ferrets and a mink hit the ground, all three of them going through nullification, their bodies losing their best sources of pleasure. The others sat back in their chairs, cowed again, at least, for now.

Gotta hold the bulkhead until Tik can send - oh, you son of a bitch!

The ship's scanners were showing that his frigate was turning around, burning fuel to get to the edge of the system. He slammed his hand down on the arm of his chair.

"Tik, get your ass back here! Send more reinforcements!"

"I'm not risking the rest of the crew, sir. You got yourself into this, you can get yourself out."

"When I find you, I'm going to shove a pole so far up your ass that it comes out your mouth!"

"If you can find me, sir. And if the legendary slut doesn't get to you first."

"Get back here! Bitch!"

It was too late. His ship went to light speed, leaving him alone with nothing to fight back but what he had on his belt.

He turned to the bulkhead. With the cameras shot out, all he could do was stare at the thick metal as fire started to burn through it. They were melting it down, keeping him from being able to hack it shut permanently.

Kash went through his options as quickly as he could. There were hostages here, but without any long-range ships still around, there was no way that he was going to be getting free passage from here to any of his bases based off of just the people on the bridge. More to the point, he knew Elizabeth's reputation. That otter could get past any sort of threat to the hostages if the need was great enough.

He didn't know about the lizard, but he imagined that if it was the legendary slut - something that he really hoped wasn't the case, considering the implications - but if it was, then there was a way forward.

Hostages. Who thought I'd ever have to take hostages instead of slaves?

Kash shook his head, waiting.

It took them five minutes to get the bulkhead cut open, and the big guys came through first. They didn't charge, but instead formed a line of honor, a set of guards for the others to come through.

He expected to see Elizabeth first, but instead, it was the lizard. The big-boobed, big-assed, big-lipped lizard. The golden bikini that she wore flashed as she came into the room, her hands behind her back pushing her chest forward that much more, each step making them roll and bounce and jiggle in a way that didn't seem entirely possible for normal people.

She looked at him, and smiled.

"Well, well. I told you that I was coming for you. Why didn't you run while you had the chance?"

"You're not going to take me down."

"Oh, I am going to take you. Down, up, inside...you know, the works."

"You are..."

He was going to say ridiculous, but that was unfair. It was more like she was hyper-sexual, like something that came out of a holo-show that was made exclusively to get people off. Even with the super-sexualization that came through all the different holo-shows that everyone watched, this lizard was something different.

He shook his head, pulling out his gun. Dart-launchers, rope-casters and more came up from the others around the lizard, but she gestured for them to put it all down.

"Heh, at ease, Boy Toys."

Boy Toys... That was a name that he had heard before. A legendary squad of soldiers that were experienced in both sex-fighting and infiltration missions, ones that knew how to subdue the enemy too quick for them to realize what was going on, and who had been trained by someone that was better than they were.

If that was this lizard...

This plan is looking worse all the time...

But it was his only chance. If he didn't go through with it, then he might as well just surrender now. Kash shook his head, the eagle standing up properly.

"I challenge you to a sex-fight."

"Heh, you think you can win?"

"Why? Do you think you could lose?"

"Not really, but it's pretty clear that you don't know who I am."

"Jo -"

The otter started to say something, but the lizard silenced the twink with a wave of her hand.

"It's okay. I like the idea of giving this guy a taste of his own medicine."

"You're not going to mind-fuck, right?"

"Nah, no need. A mind-blank is all I need."

That's what you think... The eagle shook his head, bristling at the way that this lizard so clearly thought that he would be an easy mark. He might be at a disadvantage, but he would put himself against her. Even after what he saw, he was pretty sure that he could make her moan, make her cum her brains out long before she could do the same to him.

As he started to pull off his jumpsuit, she stretched her arms over her head.

"Stakes?"

"I win, I get your ship, you, and the crew, and I leave."

"Heh, that's a pretty big prize. Then if I win, I get you and the location of your bases."

"...Deal."

Kash would have agreed to just about anything as long as he got what he wanted for his side of the stakes. He half-expected to see the Boy Toys telling their leader that it was a bad idea, but none of them did. Not even Elizabeth, though from what he was seeing with that sort of chiseled body and sleek, surfer-like hair, the otter might have lost some brain cells during the transformation into this.

The eagle tossed his jumpsuit down, flexing his talon-hands until the joints cracked, his cock already lifting up and throbbing at the sight of the lizard woman. He had fought with erections before, though. He imagined that she'd have a hard time taking him on, particularly once she found out what his dick could do.

"Come on, then," Kash said.

"Oh, you were waiting for me?" The lizard chuckled. "Alright."

And just like that, the scaly woman flipped herself over the first row of consoles. She rolled through the air, landed on her feet on another row and kicked off of them, only to come to a halt right in front of the eagle.

He aimed to grab her tits, but she was too quick, dropping to her knees and out of his reach. She grabbed his dick -

"MMMPH!"

And jammed it right into the back of her throat. Shaking his head, the eagle grabbed for her head, trying to hold her down, keep her from moving. She'd feel it soon enough, he thought. Feel his cock thrusting down her throat, but not until -

"MMMPH!"

What the fuck?!

She was doing something to his dick, her tongue flicking along the underside as those puffy lips seemed to massage and clench around the base. Her cheeks pursed in, rippling around the sides of his cock, and he could feel her 'moving' even though her head was completely still.

Worse, he could feel his cock growing, and he wasn't the one making it grow.

Fuck, she has an implant of her own.

He shoved her back, panting hard as she sprawled over the console in front of her. Normally, Kash would have been on her immediately, taking advantage, but he had to see the damage that she'd done to his dick.

The 'damage' was extensive. His cock was no longer merely eight inches long, but eleven. He had seen it that long before, but not without using the implant in his shaft to do it. He normally used it to extend and retract his cock while it was inside someone else, making it so that he could fuck them without actually moving his hips. It was a good illusion that messed with the minds of others, and it was even better at keeping him from exhausting himself.

The lizard, however, didn't let him wrap his head around the growth he was going through. She grabbed his cock with her tail, pulling him the shaft and balls closer to her, spreading her legs and pulling his dick right up against her pussy.

"You're going to keep growing until I'm done with you, now...and you're going to cum your brains out right inside of me."

He'd been threatened by other bandits before, and he'd always come out on top. He'd fought off government hunters, fucked them into the ground and made them eat their words. It shouldn't have scared him to have someone threaten him now.

But there was something about this lizard, something about the way that she looked at him, that made him believe what she said.

I'm going to lose.

He tried to pull back, but it was too late. She was already digging her toes into his ass cheeks, pulling him in tight and forcing his cock deep inside of her pussy. His eyes went wide at the sudden squeeze around his cock, the heat in there, the sheer sense of her own wetness and tightness and rippling walls...

Somehow, it made him cum right then and there.

As he blew his load inside of her, she pulled off a legendary sit-up, pulling herself up so that her breasts pressed against his chest, her hands rested on his shoulders, and her pussy was still impaled on his cock. He gasped for breath as she stroked down his arms, chuckling to herself.

"If you think that was good, wait until you feel this."

"Wait, wait, please, I'm not - MMMPH!"

The sudden up and down slide of her hips almost took him over the edge to another orgasm. There was something about her pussy that almost seemed magical, almost like she was trying to break him down, like there was no way for him to resist once he was inside of one of her holes. Her mouth had been bad enough, but this...

This was rapture.

This was impossible rapture.

He came after three bounces, then again after two, then after one.

After that, the world went white as he entered a realm of pure pleasure, of constant climax, and empty mind. The eagle tumbled backwards, barely aware of the fact that he'd hit the ground. All he knew was that his dick was serving the hottest pussy in the world, and soon, he'd be serving the owner.

Not a bad life, if he thought about it that way.

The End