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Starfox Adventures: Mystery of Dinosaur Planet

CH2

(all characters belong to Nintendo/Rare)

Sorry that this took months to upload, but I've had a few moments where I had to stop for a while and catch up on more pressing matters. But here's the next installment in m_y "Mystery of Dinosaur Planet" _storyline.

Story commissioned by Vixentamer

"Alrighty, now that the boy is out of the way," sighed the Warpstone after teleporting another traveler, "time for me to take a load off..." Just as he said that and stretch out his arms, he felt someone materializing in his left hand. "Huh? What's he doing back so soon?!"

When he placed his hand towards the user pedestal, a blue fox-girl like the man earlier appeared. "Oh my...what happened?" Krystal panted as she found herself before the giant Warpstone.

"Well looky here!" the Warpstone gawked, "I made such a lovely trade here." Krystal realized that her body was still exposed and gasping, she covered her body. "So, what's with the new fashion sense? I hope it's quite popular around you fuzzies."

"Oh no, I need something to wear," Krystal cried out in embarrassment. "Please, can you tell me where I could find something?! Anything?!"

The Warpstone still laughed, uncaring at her discomfiture. "Now, now. Don't get into too much of a fret. If'n you want a set of clothes, I'm sure that the Shopkeeper below can help you, but..."

"Thank you!" Krystal interrupted, and she then hurried towards the exit to get to the store.

"Wait...well, I hope she has some scarabs," the Warpstone mentioned. He took the rest he promised himself after the "hard day's work" he claimed he's done.

Inside the store, she called out for the Shopkeeper. "Hello? Anyone here?" She covered her nether regions with her tail, which helped her cover her breasts better with both of her hands. She didn't worry about having her bum exposed as long as she was facing the Shopkeeper...until she felt a scaly finger rub between the groove of her rear that found itself lodge within the fold of her lips until she shot forward away from it.

"Ah, what a beautiful girl you are," the Shopkeeper complimented rather creepily. "You'd go for a good twenty-thousand scarabs."

Disgusted, she spat, "Ugh! How dare you act so lewd towards me!" Knowing she wouldn't get much of anywhere with her scolding, she gave in, saying, "Could you perhaps sell me a kind of clothing?"

"Well, that all depends, let's see..." the Shopkeeper pondered as she circled her. Krystal didn't want to show just how appalled she was as she tried hide her most personal of areas, but she couldn't help herself from looking at him with such scorn while he tried to evaluate her worth. "How about telling me how many scarabs you have."

"But, the thing is..." Krystal had to admit, "I actually was wondering if I can put it onto an indebted tab..."

"What?!" the Shopkeeper screamed. "No money means no service! However, perhaps you could pay if off under my employment. I could always use you in 'escort services', and I happen to have a customer who would enjoy the company of another fox..."

"I don't want to be your prostitute!!!" Krystal became hopeless of any compromise at this point, so she figured it was better to find some kind of alternative elsewhere. "Listen, I am a skilled warrior trying to save your planet from utter doom, but I cannot continue to try to reason with you to help me if I am even less than an object in your eyes. I'll just have to find an alternative..."

Not wanting her to leave, he jumped in front of her. "Wait, wait. Alright. I'll help you." With that, he guided her towards the goods section of the store. Seating her while he looked for some tools, he said, "Now, I'll need some measurements, so please, if you will lift your arms." Krystal worried at his request, however. "I need it to see what kind of garments will fit you."

"Alright...thank you," Krystal sighed. She thinks that perhaps she won him over to assist her, so she stood up and raised her arms. He pulled out a measuring ribbon and wrapped it around her breasts. Then he held an end towards her collar bone and measured up to between her legs. After that, he measured her waist, then both thighs. He affirmed towards himself as he wrote down her measurements.

"Ok, I'm ready. I'll go to the back room to see which garments fit you best." The Shopkeeper then left her to wait.

Krystal sat by herself to think about what she now had to do. The earthwalker from Krazoa Palace told her that the planet was linked to the Krazoa Spirits, and that they could lead to its restoration. Where were the other Krazoa Spirits, and will they actually be the bringers of peace to Dinosaur Planet, and further more, could she find all of the Spirits on time?

"Hhsk!" Krystal gasped. A drop of sweat just passed by her clit and she could feel it just fall off from her reaction. Shockwaves of pleasure ran all around from the nub to throughout her body as she shivered in desire. "Oh, of all times, this is not the time to be aroused." Though by reaction, she moved her hand towards her slit and started rubbing at her bud while convulsing at the sensation echoing throughout her body. "Ahhh, Ahhn!" She moaned as she continued, feeling hot, unable to contain herself. "Uhn...Ahh! Aaahhh!" Continuing, she could feel some of her juices flowing out of her, prompting her to bring her other hand towards her pussy and insert her middle finger into her. "Yip!" As her finger moved around inside of her, squelching noises were heard, signifying just how wet she had become. "Uhn, if only I had my staff!"

From just outside, she heard footsteps. To prevent herself any more shame, she recollected herself and by reaction she took a near-by map to clean the puddle she had made beneath her. "Well, good news, girl," the Shopkeeper came in with enthusiasm, "I found something that best suits you." When Krystal turned to the Shopkeeper, she froze in horror to find a Sharpclaw besides him.

"Wh-what is the meaning of this?!" Krystal yelled.

"Oh, well after having a meeting with a nearby guard, they offered me a grand offer, much more than the amount you had," said the Shopkeeper with no remorse. "Then again, really anything was a better offer than what you had offered."

"You wretched beast!" Krystal took the chair besides her and used the legs to keep the club the Sharpclaw was holding unusable, just enough to go after the Shopkeeper. Trying to make this quick, she grabbed at his head and tried snapping his neck, but the sharpclaw recovered quickly from her attempt to briefly restrain him and grabbed the scarab bag to cover her head in it. He then grabbed a pair of shackles from his equipment bag and shackled her hands together. Krystal kicked and screamed as she was lifted up and carried out of the store into a sharpclaw ship just beside the entrance.

When Krystal got out of the ship with her captor, her before warm body felt her warmth zapped from her as she was guided out of the ship. The ground beneath her gave in, and felt very cold, making her wonder just where they took her. As she continued, the sounds of water dripping and echoing made her notice she was entering a kind of cave. Suddenly, the sharpclaw pulling her shoved her into the ground and took the bag off of her head. Inside was indeed a cave and Krystal saw numerous different sharpclaws working on weapons and fitted into their armor. It mortified her, knowing the reason why she would be purchased in the first place.

"Soldiers, I find blue fuzzy slut in at shop," the sharpclaw told his brethren. "Description of Boss fits mammal slut perfectly. She has white markings, long tail, warrior armor..."

"Warrior armor?!" laughed a larger one of the others. "What she need warrior armor? She no warrior! She slut!"

Krystal was lifted from her hair by the larger sharpclaw. "AHHHH, LET GO OF ME!" screaming and struggling as the sharpclaw suspended her in the air. The large sharpclaw then ripped her gauntlets off her arms, took the shoulder pads, and slipped the shin armor off rather roughly. They even removed her shoes as if they wanted to find more ways to make her seem worthless.

"You think you warrior, then let's have fight!" the large sharpclaw challenged her. "Pull out meatclub and we fight!"

She then started to see him disrobe, disgusting her along with the rest of the group. "What are you doing, you filthy animal," Krystal spat at him.

"Pull out meatclub, and we fight!" It just so happens that she was beginning to notice what he meant, as he held his "meatclub" between his legs like it was a weapon. "What matter, you no have meatclub?"

"Go to hell!" By instinct, she was in a fighting stance, but with no weapon or free hands for that matter, she couldn't fight at all.

"That right, you no have no meatclub, and you know why," taunted the large sharpclaw. "Because you SLUT!" He then quickly grabbed Krystal by the neck towards his meatclub and began slapping it across her face. "Now, why not start sucking on tasty meatclub. It has cream inside."

"Nnnoooo!" she growled with her teeth clenched.

"Ok, fine. Someone get shockey-stick," and from the large sharpclaw's orders, a blue sharpclaw took out a shock-prod. "Good, now give her good shock at her meatclub holder." With one poke, Krystal screamed a blood-curdling scream and the large sharpclaw slammed into her mouth.

"Ghhmm...mmfff...mmmfff...mmmfff!" moaned Krystal. Her head was being forced back and forth towards the large sharpclaw. Another joined him with no quarrel from the supervising officer of these misfits, and shoved his cock into her sheath. "Uhhhngh! Mmmfff...mmmfff...mmmfff..."

The two began to develop a synchronized rhythm, as they tossed her into each other. The sharpclaw behind her started squeezing her ass, forcing her to moan loudly around the largest sharpclaw's length. Krystal was just recovering from General Scale's invasion and felt her entrance heal from being stretch too much, but now the sharpclaw behind her brought that pain back. The large sharpclaw wanted to try something, and forced all of his cock into Krystal's throat that her airway was blocked. He saw her twitching as the cock choked her, struggling with everything she had that the two were forced to get a better hold of her. Her thrashing weakened more and more until she...came?

As Krystal violently shook, the two released themselves out of her uncontrolled body as she convulsed all the while squirting heavily and hard her ejaculation over the floor. The two finished their load onto her, landing against her messy and frizzled fur. "See, how can you be warrior when you cum that hard, like slut?" The large sharpclaw insulted to her. She could barely understand him; she felt too broken as she limply rested to recover from that experience. "We keep her for now."

The other sharpclaw were bewildered. They looked at her with disgusting arousal, but General Scales had sent all of his army a message that he had two mammals wanted, and this one was clearly the blue female he demanded. "But boss, what about big boss?"

"Big boss will get her," the large sharpclaw lamented. "But first we deserve reward, and slut really good reward, especially what we pay for her." And in a cheer over the mortified vixen, they all agreed to keep her for the while longer, but only up until she was no good anymore.

"Hey Zonia!" The female shadedasher, who has been on the pursuit of the six Krazoa Spirits, sat on a mound of snow just outside the entrance to Shadedasher Caverns inside part of Ice Mountain contemplating her next move until a group of men started harassing her.

"What is it, Pha?" Zonia grumbled. The two have been at it for as long as they could remember. In their tribe, the women were never hunters, and Zonia's attempt at being one baffled many. However, despite being the best out of her tribe, Pha was always favored by the elders, causing a bitter rivalry between the two.

"Zonia, did you know your eyes aren't purple," Pha said to her with three other men. "I thought when you get the Krazoa Spirit, your eyes glow purple."

"Leave, Pha," she calmly said, resisting the urge to castrate him.

"Well, we just wanted to know why your eyes aren't purple," Pha continued to harass her.

At that point, she couldn't take it, and held a blade across his eyes. "I can't make my eyes purple now, but I'll make yours red." Pha didn't panic at all, as his companions drew their weapons.

"Heh, is this how you try to threaten a superior?" Zonia put her knife away, though the other three kept theirs by her. Pha then got the three to hold her against the wall of the entrance. "Listen, I deserve a better attitude from you. I understand we haven't had great times together..." he then began to lean in a little closer, making her jitter, "though I at least admit, I enjoyed them, but you're really close to making me think a little...carelessly again."

Zonia looked away from him, only trying to keep the images of him from the past out of her head. "Just take your friends and go," she mumbled at least to where he could hear her. "Please." The group then left, leaving her at piece once more. "I need that blue fox-girl. But where did she go?" She looked all day for the girl that was able to successfully receive the Krazoa Spirit. Not only did the Warpstone not fess up to where the girl went, but no where in Thorntail Hallow knew of any blue fox-girl. She felt too much of a failure in the eyes of their new tribe leader after his coming a couple years ago, and so far all of his bountiful gifts that he bestowed onto the village haven't been returned on her end as she continues to prove her worth towards her tribe members. Zonia wanted him to be proud of her, but this clearly wasn't progress to be proud of. She decided to leave the village again, maybe try at surrounding areas of Thorntail Hallow. She hoped that the fox-girl wasn't that shameless to be walking around naked, after all, they both were similar in species, so hopefully she would have the sense to search from something before going too far.

Krystal was on all fours while two sharpclaws pounded into her mouth and pussy. They unshackled her so she wouldn't stumble as she accepted her circumstance and their cocks into her; it was in no way a benefit to her. There was no escape as the place was filled with guards ready to hunt her down and throw her back in the cave just as much as they were ready to thrust into her and release their stress given by their occupation. Only the blue sharpclaws were stationed as the larger sharpclaw and a couple yellow shaprclaws left to keep Thorntail Hallow under control.

"Hmm...mmmmm..." Krystal moaned, almost enjoying herself. It ate at her that she was trying to find pleasure in their raping and using of her, but she tried to make the best of it until she could find a way out of this. As her snatch contracted around the sharpclaw's cock, she quivered in a mixture of coldness and ecstasy. Their warm dicks sparked some pleasure out of her, mostly to compensate for the freezing temperatures she faced. Krystal made sure she used her tongue to work the sharpclaw in front of her good so she could feel that warmness of his cum again.

"Haha, she like this!" the sharpclaw behind her yelled. "Now get ready, slut, because you gonna like this, too." With that, a stream of his cum erupted into her, gushing outside between his shaft and her netherlips.

"Ok, me next, me next!" Another sharpclaw yelled, and forced his cock into her now free pussy.

"Hmmmmm!" Krystal relished in his warmth. She could feel the sharpclaw in her mouth ready to erupt until she heard yells coming from outside. Some of the sharpclaw heard them, too, and two went out to see what was happening.

As soon as she was about to receive his load, the sharpclaws screamed, "Reinforcements! We under attack!" The two released themselves out of Krystal and ran to their aid, leaving Krystal with new hope.