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Tora's Training Arc

Imagine if you will a city made of metal. Imagine if you will a grand metropolis that plays home to over 100 thousand people within its layered structure. Imagine if you will skyscrapers as tall as the eye can see, ones that utterly dominate the skyline. Imagine if you will that these skyscrapers are so grand, so tall, that at the bottom-most levels of the city, one cannot see the skies above their head.

Imagine if you will a city that is a mecca of steel and technology. Imagine if you will that these machines are constantly pumping, not just within the walls beside you, but beneath your feet. Imagine if you will a city powered by steam engines and twisting gears.

Imagine it... and then... imagine no more!

In the Monarchy of Eisin, within the heartland of Strauss, there lays the metropolis of Stahlheim. It was a city that not only covered so much space in perimeter, but also covered space as it went up and up and up and up and uuuuupppp. A melting pot of people and cultures, it was surrounded by grand walls that were just as mesmerizing as the technological advancements within its hull. Stahlheim may not be Eisen's capital, but even the castle town would shudder in awe of its might.

At least that's the idea he got from this place whenever he heard of it. This big, amazing city of metal and heights. A place that has beguiled many a traveler throughout the years. It was so mesmerizing, so wonderful, that an axiom had been born, told to those wishing to make a living for themselves.

If you want business, go to Stahlheim.

Well... he's here! Soooo... where's the business at?

Ailos was a simple young man. He was born on the hillsides of Seabloom, where the air was crisp, cool, and filled with the delicious twang of saltwater. Where he was from, the sight of windmills endlessly turning was familiar and comforting. But like most young men – especially those born on a sleepy countryside – there came a time in his life where he began to desire more. He didn't just want to be a fisherman like his father, or a mechanic like his mother. Besides, his sister had the mechanic part down. No, he wanted to be his own man, he wanted to make his own mark in the world. If not in history, then as... something!

And that brought him here. That brought him to Stahlheim. Because – and allow me to repeat myself...

If you want business, go to Stahlheim.

When he arrived, he was ushered through Stahlheim's mighty walls, hearing its metal gears and steam engines churn. He had been to a fair few towns and cities on his way here, but the metropolis of metal was far grander than any of those. Upon passing through the gates, he was quickly introduced to the city's transit system; these massive hanging gondolas that travel along cables with great gears. They went up, they went down, they left, they went right, they even had the ability to switch between lanes to go into entirely new directions! He knew Stahlheim was impressive, but this truly went beyond the stories he heard. And now that he stood here on a street in one of its bottom-most levels, all Ailos felt was...

Small. He felt very, very small.

Ailos stood out from the rest. A young human man from the coastline, he had a lithe and spry form thanks to all the swimming he's done in his past. Compare that to the bulky men around him, both human, beastkin, and otherwise. When coupled with his long blond hair that had been tied back into a thick braid, his admittedly dainty physique made him come off as a bit... feminine. Maybe the word androgynous would be accurate. Yeah, you'd know he was a boy if you got up close, but from afar? Weeeeell...

Let's just say he's had his butt smacked quite a few time by brazen passerbys. Regardless of if he was a boy or a girl, that's really disrespectful!

He wore overalls, brown and rather form-fitting to his fair figure. With a white shirt beneath it, boots on his feet, and a belt containing a variety of pouches and tools, he exuded the aura of a spry young mechanic. And if that wasn't clear enough, then the large, bulky wrench he carried around certainly made it obvious!

But this went beyond being a mere mechanic. He was a mechanist! Yes, there is a difference, and no, you will not disrespect him by claiming otherwise!

The problem is – in the city of Stahlheim – a mechanic/mechanist are a dime a dozen. In the metal metropolis where keeping machines in tip-top shape are incredibly important, the job pool for mechanics is surprisingly vicious. There are hundreds, if not thousands of other Ailoses out there, and they probably have significantly more work experience than he did!

Go to Sahlheim for business his ass.

Ailos had roamed throughout the town quite a bit, looking for any job he could get his start on. The funds he saved up throughout the years and steadily amassed on his way here, had all nearly run dry. Living expenses in Stahlheim were tough, and he doubted his uncle would be too keen on giving him any more money while he was here. If he didn't find steady employment soon, he'd be forced to return to Seabloom. Maybe that would be for the best, but... well...

Don Karat. That was the name of the sector he stood in. Down here, he could only see the cloudy atmosphere of Stahlheim's steamy skyline. Wires and cords hung above him and between buildings like the webs of a spider, and the streets were flanked by vendors on both sides. The big bodies of other men and women all pushed beside one another, while he clutched the bottom of his wrench. In his other hand he had a sliver of paper on it, one with important instructions written on its surface.

Don Karat

Takeda Street

Guild Metalhead

Guilds... were a dime a dozen in their world. There always seemed like there was some monster problem that needed routing, or something that needed collecting, or someone who needed guarding; whatever was necessary at the time. Guilds were the places you went to in order to get that dirty work done. Put up a mission listing at the guild of your choice, and they'll scrounge up members who'll pull it off... for the right price, of course.

To some, the life of a guild member is a life filled with adventure and action. They go to a wide variety of places, working for a wide variety of people, performing a wide variety of things! But the reality is much, much more boring than that, unfortunately. A job is a job, and while there can be some exciting missions out there... a majority of them are boring fetch quests. Go there, pick up this thing in a somewhat dangerous place, and get back; nothing more, nothing less!

At least, that's what Ailos was banking on. A simple mission to make some simple money. He wasn't hoping for anything too great, just enough to get by for the next few weeks while he continues looking for employment. And that led him here, to this street in this sector of Stahlheim.

Guild Metalhead was sandwiched between two larger shops; a low-bar casino to one end, and a shady burlesque shop on the other. Standing outside of it, Ailos stammered in place as he clutched his paper in hand. His uncle Dupix was the one who proposed he find a job here, claiming that if he worked as a temporary guild member, they'd give him easy jobs that pay well. And, well, that's why he's here.

But now as he stood here, Ailos felt pangs of apprehension run through his chest. He'd never been to a guild before, having never needed to. Seabloom never had need for one, and he's only heard stories of guilds and their members from others. He can't even remember meeting one! Did they really fight dangerous beasts all the time? Ugh! Why were these thoughts bothering him now?

Regardless, Ailos was here, and he didn't know what else he could do. He needed some money, and his uncle was kind enough to get him in contact with the guild's master, so he either got to work, or a great-paying job magically falls in his lap right now!

…

…

…

No? Fine... okay then...

Stuffing the sliver of paper in hand, Ailos approached the guild... only to suddenly pull back.

THWAK! SLAM!

“GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE, BALDO! WE'RE SICK OF YER SHITE!"

Suddenly stumbling out... no... not 'stumbling'. Suddenly thrown out of the building, was a big, husky dog. He was tossed out flat on his face, where he rolled over a couple of times on his ass. Eyes wide and mouth agape, Ailos leaped back and clutched his wrench, watching as the bludgeoned dog writhed in pain. He then slowly pulled his eyes over, gazing at the entrance of the building before him, where he came face to face with a hulking horse.

“If I see yer useless ass around here again, you'll be gettin' more than just a-- huh? Oi..." his eyes swept over, locking in on the blond boy before him, “Hey... is you one of Dirtin's boys? Yer swingin' them hips there. If yer here for Baldo, just pick his punkass up, ya hear?"

“Wh-what? Me!?" said Ailos as he pointed at himself, “N-no! N-not me! I... I uh..." he looked around, “I'm Dupix's nephew! My name's Ailos!"

“Ailos... Dupix...?" said the bulky horse as he rubbed his chin, “Um... oh yeeeaaaah! Ailos! Dupix messaged me earlier, he did!" his attitude doing a complete 180, the equine man began ushering the blond inside, “C'mon in, boyo! We've been waitin' for ya!"

Ailos continued standing outside however, pale faced as he looked over to the bleeding dog just tossed out.

“Oi! Don't mind him," said the horse in a dismissive manner, “Just some useless fuck-up!"

“Um... y-yeah..."

With a tepid nod, Ailos began walking forward, entering into the guild proper as he struggled to ignore the dog just tossed outside. It wasn't too easy to forget him, however. Why? Because the moment he entered into the guild, he found a new problem.

“Gah!? Koff! Koff! Koff! What the...!? Koff!"

It smelled so much of tobacco! And, no, this wasn't regular tobacco. This was the kind of tobacco that instantly chokes you the moment you breathe it in! Ailos was used to smokers of harsh cigarettes to more refined cigars, but daaaaammmmmnnnn! This was something new.

After his brief coughing spell, the young man pulled his eyes up to see the front lobby of Guild Metalhead. And... gotta say... it was just as dismal and dingy as the buildings surrounding it. A small area, it looked to have been a tavern once in the past going by the bar counter and variety of tables resting around. There was a staircase at the back that led to another floor with rooms on it, and a stage to the corner... though he had no idea who this stage would be used for.

The guild was already occupied by others, most of which were far taller, bigger, and no doubt stronger than he was. They loomed over him, casting the young man in shadows as they smoked on cigarettes and cigars large enough to give you cancer if you looked at them funny. He gazed back up at them, reading their eyepatches, their scars, their guns and swords. Why was the air in here so dangerous!? Were all guilds like this?

“This way, boyo, this way!" said the horse as he began walking forward, “Just follow me this way, we'll get down to business in my office. Oi! The name's Hatchen, by the way!"

“Um... uh... n-nice to meet you, Hatchen," said Ailos in the most respectful manner he could, regardless, the horse could hear the discomfort in his voice.

“Gah hah hah! Heya boyo, don't worry 'bout it," he said as he turned to face him, “Your uncle Dupix is a good friend o' mine. He wanted me to get ya a nice and easy job since yer havin' them money problems. I gotcha though, I gotcha! Got somethin' real nice and easy for a girly boy like you!"

“G-g-girly boy? I... hnnk...!"

Well, Hatchen clearly had no qualms with letting his lips run. And he also had no problem with knocking heads if that dog out there was anything to go by. Ailos was just gonna keep his mouth shut and follow along. He needed the money anyway.

Following behind Hatchen, they went up the stairs at the back and entered into one of the rooms upstairs. Thankfully, the air up here wasn't as thick with the smog of cigarettes and tobacco. It was still strong mind you, but nowhere near as oppressive as it was downstairs.

“Sit right here," said Hatchen as he walked around towards his heavily marked desk, “I've got somethin' that'll go well for someone with your skills. You're a mechanic, right?"

“A... mechanist..." he corrected, making the horse's ears twitch.

“Yeeaaaah... you're a... mechanic," he mumbled as he began searching through his filing cabinet, “You came from Seabloom, right? That place got some water. Dupix said you didn't have a problem with gettin' yer hands dirty too, right? Good good! Cuz I got the perfect thing fer ya!"

Turning around, Hatchen pulled out a file from his cabinet, where he slammed it on his desk with an audible 'Smack!' Ailos jumped a bit, then brought his brown eyes down towards the paper. As it was turned to face him, he pulled it in closer, realizing that it was fully written out form, like a business file.

It detailed a plethora of things. For one thing, this file was written by someone named 'Researcher Charton'. According to it, the researcher and his team were investigating the area known as 'Fluss Deluge': a ravine located not too far from Stahlheim. It was an aged location, one littered with the ruins of an ancient civilization. Ailos didn't know much about it, though he heard how beautiful the ruins of the ravine were.

According to this file, Charton and his research team were studying the area in an attempt to learn more about the ancient people who lived there. However, a large beast had recently moved into one of its temples, making its nest in the area. This monster had proven itself dangerous, attacking several researchers and mauling them, forcing the team to retreat.

This file was written recently, with the date being marked to a few days ago. With this information in hand, Ailos could gleam what was being asked of him.

“You... you want me to go to Fluss Deluge and fight this... this monster...?" he asked, even turning slightly pale in the face.

“Well, yer uncle asked me to give ya an easy mission!" replied Hatchen with a boorish laugh, “Problems like this pop up all the time! Some animal, or monster, or enclave of monsters, make a little home somewhere, and it just gets in the way of all us civilized folks! Geh heh! Since a bunch of 'em little researchers had their campsite set up there, the beast probably ain't anythin' too serious. Take it from me, a man whose had to deal with a lot of these things in his life. It's probably just some direwolf at most, maybe a big bear. Nothin' too dangerous."

Hatchen did hear himself, right? A direwolf and a big bear are not beasts you just casually brush aside! Then again, when you're nearly as tall as a direwolf yourself, maybe they're not too scary. Compare that to Ailos, someone who barely came up to the horse's chest and had very little combat experience. Sure, he's fought against some feral goblins that make a mess in caves, but these things are not comparable! He's never even killed one, just beat them off! And now he's expected to deal with something he didn't even know!?

Seriously, the file didn't tell them what it was that had made a nest in Fluss Deluge, just that it was big and dangerous. Raising his wrench, Ailos ran his eyes along its surface. He could do a lot of damage with his tool, and his pistol had been custom made by him, but he doubted he could take down something larger than a feral buffalo with this.

“Um... uh... a-are you sure I can handle this...?" said Ailos as he pointed at himself, “S-seriously? I've never dealt with anything larger than some wild goblins. What if this beast is big?"

“Aaaaaahh! Don't worry 'bout it, I ain't an idiot!" said Hatchen with a hardy chuckle, “This'll be yer first time dealin' with guild business, right? No guildmaster worth his weight would ever send some newbie in on a mission by themselves! Beside, I'm the one who's gotta write the paper work if you go missin'. Too much of a hassle," he shook his hand through the air, “I got ya all settled though. I'm gonna be sendin' ya with someone who we know'll do a good job protectin' ya. She'll really show ya the ropes on what it means to be a guild member of the Metalheads!"

Ailos wasn't sure if he wanted to be a member of the Metalheads. He was just here to make some quick and easy cash! Had Dupix told Hatchen information that wasn't completion true? Knowing his uncle? Yeah, he probably did.

Ugh...

But he was in no position to argue otherwise, and after seeing how the guildmaster treated that dog, Ailos figured it was probably in his best interest to accept this mission. At the very least, he wasn't going to be doing it alone. So...

He placed his hand upon the file and nodded.

“Geh heh! Good to hear!" said Hatchen, “Two days from now, meet up at North West Gate at about 9 AM in the morning. There you'll run into your partner for the mission. She'll be takin' lead point, so defer to her if you need any help."

“Uh... North West Gate? Two days from now? 9 AM?" repeated Ailos, “B-but wait... what does she look like? How when I know her when I see her?"

“Oh... geh heh heh..." Hatchen leaned close, this wide grin spread on his lips as his eyes locked down upon him, “You'll know. She's one of a kind. Ain't no way you won't know her once you see her!"

“Uh... um... o-okay... umm..."

Holding the file in hand, Ailos once again scanned it as if he could gleam some new information from the admittedly sparse document. But of course, he did not not. There was no weaseling out of this, no hoping that he'd come across a lot of money suddenly. Unless he wanted to try his hand at the obviously shady casino nearby, he was going to Fluss Deluge.

It was time to prepare.

…

North West Gate? North West Gate! The first problem he faced upon accepting the mission, was finding a way to get to North West Gate! He lived in the southern parts of Stahlheim, specifically, the south western sectors. So, yeah, he lived on the complete opposite end of the city from where he was supposed to go! That required him buying several maps of the metal metropolis, and then spending all day and all night marking transit lines and gondolas he could take in order to get to his destination in a timely manner.

It was frustrating, annoying, headache-inducing, and – above all – frightening. But he did it. He marked the map, checked it twice, and followed it to a 'T'. That, unfortunately, lead to the second problem he faced when accepting the mission; actually preparing for said mission!

According to the file's itinerary, the mission was expected to take anywhere between three days to an entire week. It all depended on how long it took for them to deal with the nesting beast of the Fluss Ravine. So to prepare himself, he brought with himself a satchel containing a variety of objects. Several changes of clothes were important, a full camp set, and of course, his mechanist tools. It was a lot, but his dainty form was used to carrying around a large number of items.

And now he's here; the North West Gate.

Entering inside, Ailos stared up to the massive halls that surrounded him. The great metal bastion that surrounds Stahlheim was a mile thick, and was arguably the most impressive technological feat of the city, if not the world. Great metal gears could be seen turning in the distance, controlling the shifting and sliding gates, among many, many other things. Not only did the walls protect the city, but they were also the source from which the transit systems stopped and ended. And, of course, this was the location from which people entered into and exited the city. No, not just by on foot or by vehicle, but even airships needed to dock upon the city's massive walls if they wished to enter.

At all hours of the day, the gates of the city were filled with thousands of people, their bodies bumping against one another in this maddening hodgepodge. Clutching his wrench close, Ailos walked through the people as best he could whilst trying to find his partner. Hatchen said that it would be impossible to miss his partner, but outside of her being a girl, the young mechanist knew absolutely nothing about her!

Was she tall? Was she short? Was she human? A beastkin? Was she something else entirely? These thoughts and more rushed through his mind, and the answer was--

“Hey! Bitch! Fucking move!"

Ailos turned, watching as the massive group of people began parting... almost like a train was plowing through them. The smart ones aside, while others were ruthlessly forced away like they weighed nothing. Standing there with eyes wide and mouth agape, the mechanist watched this moving missile come closer and closer whilst clutching his wrench close. He prepared himself to move out of the way of the rampaging dynamo that was making a mess of the crowds, but before he could...

“I said move it!"

THRUST!

“GAH!?"

“Haha!?"

Seriously! Why were the people of Stahlheim's dingier areas so barbaric! First Hatchen and that dog, and now this!?

Ailos leaped back, and just in time too. A body pushed by this rampaging person had been forced back with such strength, that they were picked up and thrown like a lightweight bag! The mechanist's eyes grew wide at the sight, before slowly looking into the direction where the body came flying from. And he saw... he saw... he saw...

Her.

Do you know what a minotaur is? Ailos was aware of a few. Mrs. Odette – a nearby farmer – was a minotaur. They're a bovine-like race of demi-human... but that's not entirely accurate. They're like bulls and cows... but they are not bulls and cows. Like how an alligator and crocodile are both reptiles, but they're not lizards... and you'd be wise to never mistake the two.

With that in mind, what stood before Ailos now was a minotaur. Not a bull, not a cow, nor some other bovine race he wasn't aware of. No, no, no... this – she – was a minotaur.

She towered over Ailos, being a foot taller than his 5'6 form... and yet, even standing well above six feet of height, she was shorter than average for her species. That didn't stop her from being easily the most intimidating woman in the room, if her earlier rampage hadn't made that obvious.

Her figure and physique appeared outright chiseled from the hardest of ores, being this bulky, no, amazonian frame that loomed well above him. Her shoulders were broad and powerful, her arms brawny and strong, her waistline narrow and laden with abs, and her hips mighty and shapely. Ailos had never seen a woman of her physique and stature before. All those muscles, and her glorious shape, not to mention her chest! Her big... no... huge... no... busty chest! Such busty, bovine, breasts!

Being a minotaur, she had long, furry bovine ears, and two polished horns that curved from the sides of her head. Her legs were covered in brown fur, and she did not wear shoes... because she didn't need shoes. She had three hooves at the bottom of her feet, ones that 'Clocked!' against the floor. If she stepped on a person, yeah, they'd be dead. No amount of armor could protect you from her.

And she needed no armor to protect herself from anyone. Minotaurs were often (in)famous for wearing... let's say... light clothing, and the woman before him was no different. She wore next to nothing on her body, instead wearing what could generously be described as 'bikini armor'. An armored red and gold bikini top covered her bountiful chest, and an almost too thin pair of matching armored panties covered her nether region. She had a white and black frilly skirt on around her hips... but it was so short, they didn't cover her thighs. And they were opened in the middle, as if to present her panties! What was even the point!?

From the head of this mighty minotaur woman, flowed long scarlet hair that would cascade down towards her feet if she willed it. Instead, they were tied into two... rather dainty twintails that stood out from behind her horns and fell down to her waist. And as if to really drive home the odd cuteness of her hair, she had a small cowlick that stood from the center of her head.

Heh... cowlick... how apt.

But that cuteness and daintiness... it all faded away when Ailos gazed upon her face. She wore a snarky, if not belittling expression, as if she was putting down all those she gazed upon with a look alone. And with her eyes, that feeling was amplified. They were this mesmerizing crimson color. A red so vibrant yet so powerful, he felt both enthralled by it... and terrified.

This mighty woman... this mighty minotaur... came to a halt as she stood before Ailos. Mouth agape and eyes wide, he looked at her as if his mind was on the fritz. She looked back, placing one hand on her hip while the other tossed some hair from her face. Glaring at the mechanist, she said not a word, making him wonder why she was just looking at him. And then the words of Hatchen came playing in his mind, saying,

She's one of a kind. Ain't no way you won't know her once you see her!

Ailos stammered in place.

“Uh... um... a... are you..." his head tilted to the side, “Are you... apart of Guild Metalheads...?"

The minotaur cocked her head in the opposing direction and dropped her other hand to her hips... where her lips shifted into a grin.

“Heh heh! That must make you Ailos!" said the minotaur as she straightened up and offered him her hand, “Nice to meetcha! The name's Tora! I'm the mightiest minotaur in all the lands! And, hey, I'm cute too! An added bonus!"

What a complete 180 in personality! One moment, she was pushing through people like a train off its tracks. Now she was offering him her hand whilst smiling in a boisterous and beaming manner! The tone of her voice too was not what he expected of someone of her caliber. It sounded so... playful and snarky. If a cheeky girl could be a towering amazon, that's the type of voice she had.

Ailos stammered in place, wondering how he should react. But then his eyes fell down upon her hand which was covered in a glove. Apprehensively, he reached out for her and...

Grab!

“Whoa!?"

“Yeah! Heh heh! That's it!"

The minotaur – Tora – pulled him in the moment his hand grabbed hers. Ailos was a surprisingly strong and capable young man, despite what his somewhat dainty features may belie. But Tora? Tora was a titan of strength! When she grabbed his hand, he felt his entire being be reduced to nothing more than a paperweight. If she squeezed just a teensy bit too hard, she wouldn't just crush all the bones in his hands and arm, she'd probably crush all the bones in his body too!

Due to their differences in height, when Tora pulled him in, Ailos' head smacked up against her busty and firm chest. He couldn't even enjoy the feeling of her breasts. Why? Because his cheek struck her armored bikini top, causing him to bounce back. But the minotaur did not stop. She wrapped her arm around his neck and shoulder and pulled him in once more, causing his cheek to grind against her chest.

“Nmnmph! T-Tora...!" said Ailos as he struggled – and failed – to push himself against her hardened body, “Your squeezing... nnghh...! T-too hard!"

“Heh heh! Really? Sorry 'bout that," she said, releasing him... and causing him to drop as a result.

For a moment, he scrambled against the floor, before pushing himself back up. Looking up, he came face to face with the proud grin that laid on the minotaur's face. When she called herself the 'mightiest minotaur in all the lands' she truly believed that statement. Typically, Ailos would find such a statement and personality as being arrogant. But instead, he found it to be somewhat... intriguing. Maybe it was because of her admittedly cute and attractive face.

“So... um... uh... we have a mission to get to, right? At... uh... at the Fluss River...?" said Ailos, to which Tora nodded furiously.

“Yeah! Heh! We head down that way, and take care of those monsters bothering those nerdy researchers," said the minotaur, “So let's stop fucking around and get going!"

“R-right... uh..." the mechanist looked over, gazing towards the massive droves of people that were both entering and exiting Stahlheim, “It looks like it's gonna be a while to get through all of this. There's so many people here," Grab! “Huh...?" Liiifft! “AH!?"

To Ailo's surprise, he was picked up by Tora, who wrapped her arm around his thin waist. His eyes swelled in size and he began babbling nonsensically, while the mighty minotaur stomped forward.

“Tch... you think I'm gonna wait around in this crowd? You've got another thing coming!" said Tora as she began marching down the lane, “Let's... get... MOVING!!!"

“GAH!?"

With zero caution given to those around her, Tora began rushing through the droves of people, knocking them aside with her superior strength. All the while, she carried Ailos in her arm, who flailed and kicked about in equal parts confusion and embarrassment. So many people were being knocked aside by the minotaur's superior strength; it was madness!

In a matter of seconds, they made it to the gates that barred entry and exit to Stahlheim. At all hours of the day, it was staffed with guards armed with a variety of weapons. Swords, spears, firearms; they were prepared to protect the city and its inhabitants from any criminal that wished ill upon them.

But that rule seemed to change when Tora came through.

“Gah shit..." a guard said, “It's Tora again."

“Fuuuuuuuuck..." muttered another one before raising his hand, “Hey! Folan! You see this shit!? Get the gates opened up! Tora's comin' through!"

“I'm on it, I'm on it!"

The gates of Stahlheim were notorious for how much time they waste for those entering and exiting alike. The opening, the closing, the checking of things like bags and packages; it all takes so much time! But the moment Tora came rushing through, knocking people aside and rampaging, the gates suddenly snapped open like the queen of Eisin herself was visiting!

Ailos looked forward, expecting to see more people. Instead, he saw the great steel bridge that extended from the North East Gate of Stahlheim. There were a few steam engine vehicles crossing the bridge alongside horse-drawn carriages, but Tora didn't care. Steamrolling through, the minotaur passed through the gates, tossing up a gust storm in her wake. Everyone else just watched as she continued peeling down the massive bridge, rushing straight down the middle, and knocking aside any vehicle that happened to be in her path... causing a few horses to run amok as well!

All the while, Ailos screamed in Tora's arm, incapable of slowing her down.

“Grrrgghh..." one guard groaned, “Haaaah... get out the paperwork."

“Man... I hate it when she does that."

…

The Monarchy of Eisin was a grand land. Containing several biomes within its wide landscape, it plays home and host to a variety of people and their ways of living. There's the Schlammig Marshlands to the east, the Ebenen Plains to the south, the Eisin mountain range and its snowy fields up north, and – for where they were going – the tropical Walder forests to the west.

There are many, many more landscapes within the monarchy – again, Eisin is a grand land – but these were just the most relevant to Stahlheim due to their locations. Trains lead away from the metal metropolis to important cities within these four other nearby biomes, making it one of several homes to the monarchy's railways.

Perhaps due to Stahlheim's staggering size, its central railways were not connected to the city. They weren't in its perimeter, nor were they in the metropolis' walls. Instead, the railways were located outside the North East Gate; just across the bridge in fact. That would explain why the walls were typically congested as they were.

After rushing through the gates, Tora continued running down the massive metal bridge with Ailos swinging in her arms. No longer did she hold him with one arm, instead carrying him bridal style in both arms! Which meant that, yes, he had a full-frontal view of both her busty bosom... and the grinning face on her lips.

Minotaurs were recognized for their incredible power, and she was no different. Nothing – absolutely nothing – could slow her down or stop her once she got going! And just like before with the gates of Stahlheim, when they arrived at the toll booth barring entry to the railways, the gates slowly opened up to allow them entry.

How often does Tora do this?

EEEEAAAARRRRRRRRRRRKKKKK!

“GAH!?"

Slamming her hooves down, the minotaur brought them to a skidding halt on the metal ground surrounding the railroad station. Ailos gasped, eyes wide as he looked around in a circle, while Tora gave a rambunctious laugh. Slowly moving her hands down, she allowed the mechanist to stand on wobbling feet, to which he nearly fell over. Instead, his stumbling antics caused him to fall over--

Smack...

Right into Tora's body.

Grabbing upon the minotaur, he pulled himself back so that he could gaze upwards towards her statuesque figure. With a fist on her hips, she looked back at him with a smirk prominent on her lips.

“Heh heh... you're rather dainty, aren't you?" said Tora, causing Ailos to stiffen up.

“I...! I!" he mumbled back, before shaking his head, “I uh... ghh... oh man... I... haah..."

“Heh heh! Don't mention it!" said the minotaur as she lightly tapped his back, “I see this is your first time hanging out with a minotaur like me! I promise, I'll go easy on you in the future. So right now," she pointed towards the entrance of the railroad station, “The train's this way, so let's get going!"

“Y-yeah... let's... get going..." Ailos repeated.

Side-by-side with Tora... or... well... more accurately, side-by-hip with Tora, the two walked towards the train station and entered inside. Every step along the way, he could not help but to steal glances at the minotaur at his side. She was not the tallest person around – there were still other hulking beastkin and even a few humans that easily dwarfed the both of them – but that did not make her any less daunting. After her little rushing rampage, he'd be a fool to ignore just how mighty she was.

Ya'know, if her amazonian physique did not make it any less obvious.

It was now that things had grown quiet between them, that Ailos took the time to take in more of Tora. Specifically, the sterling silver battle axe she had strapped to her back! The mighty weapon was nearly as tall as he was! No, not nearly; it was! Heavy and weighty, it looked like it would take all of his strength to hold let alone weild, yet she carried it around on her back like it was nothing!

“Hm? Something wrong, Ailos?" asked Tora, her red eyes glancing over at him.

“Gah! I... I mean... n-no," he said whilst placing his hand on the top of his wrench, “I was just... um... looking at your axe," Shwing! “Ah!?"

“My axe?" said Tora as she casually brandished her blade, holding it like it was a weightless stick, “A beautiful thing, isn't she? Heh heh! I pay very close attention to my axe. It's my pride and joy!"

Turning it to face Ailos, she allowed him to stare upon its silver surface. The blade had two ends, one that was thick and wide, while the other was flatter and slender. Not only could he see his reflection on its glint, but he could also see this rose-like pattern etched upon its surface. Intrigued, he brazenly reached out his hand and palmed the surface of her axe, where he stroked his fingers along it.

“Like it?" asked Tora in a somewhat demure manner, causing Ailos to twitch.

“I... I do," he answered earnestly, “It's so broad... and the craftsmanship... it's immaculate. And this... rose on its surface..." he looked up towards her smiling face, “Does it... mean anything?"

“Heh heh! It does," said Tora as she placed her fist on her chest, “This pattern resembles the flag of my homeland, Mordredus."

“Mor... dred... us...?" repeated Ailos before he shook his head, “I've... I've never heard of such a place."

“Heh heh! Don't worry about it!" the minotaur replied, “It's far, far far from this place! Right now!" grabbing the strap of her armored bikini top, Tora pulled it far back before releasing it, allowing it to come back and 'Smack!' her on her firm chest, “I'm just a cute minotaur going on her training arc! Heh heh! And each day, I'm getting stronger!"

Her affirmation drew a sigh from Ailos' lips. There was something about Tora that was mesmerizing, and it wasn't just her powerful body or enthralling red eyes. Above all, the minotaur's voice was so... powerful. It wasn't deep and womanly, but instead snarky, young, and filled with confidence. He didn't know what a 'training arc' was, but he knew she was accomplishing it, and she was indeed getting stronger each day. That's just the kind of presence her voice exuded.

“What about you?" asked Tora as she reached over to palm the top of his wrench, “I see your tools, you got a pistol at your hip, and you got all those gadgets and gizmos hanging from your pouch! Heh! Are you a mechanic?"

“N-no! I mean... yeah, but no," said Ailos as he shook his head, “I'm a mechanist!"

“A... mechanist...?" repeated Tora, “Aren't... they the same thing?"

“Not really," replied Ailos, his face shifting to show genuine hurt at her statement, “A mechanic... they're simple. They fix things. Sure, they may know machines, but that's it; they just know them. Putting things back together, mending vehicles and the like; that's easy. A mechanist though? We take things a step further. We don't just put broken things back together, we create things. We study machines, learn about them, so that we may create better and better machines. To a mechanist, machinery is... its like a doctrine. And we adhere strictly to it."

“Sooooo... you worship machines...?" replied Tora, making Ailos' eyes widen.

“Um... n-no... but... also... kinda... sorta... yeah?" he shook his head and waved his hand, “It's... a bit complicated!"

“Heh heh! No, I don't think so!" said the minotaur, “You love your machines like I love to battle! We study it, we hone our craft, and we become better because of it! Heh heh! We're not so different, you and I!"

What a surprisingly poignant way to make a connection. It even left Ailos a bit stumped. He was used to people not understanding the difference between a mechanic and a mechanist. And, yeah, he'd admit his own ego played a role in things. But Tora explained it rather simply. They were both people who loved what they did, and constantly improved their capabilities. Nothing more, nothing less.

Huh...

“Alright!" said Tora, snapping Ailos from his thoughts, “The boarding station's right through here. I hope you got enough money to pay for a ticket!"

“A ticket...?" repeated Ailos his eyes wide and face pale... before he smiled up at the minotaur in a bashful and sheepish manner, “Hee hee... um... would you mind... s-spotting me, Tora...?"

“Heh heh! Sure! My treat!"

…

Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga-Thuga!

Was it any surprise that Ailos loved trains? Growing up in the household that fixed everyone's broken and rundown machines, he spent many hours reading books on machines and vehicles. And no book filled him with as much joy than the books on trains. There was something about these vehicles, their great wheels, their turning gears, their powerful engines, that enthralled him from a young age. He often times dreamed about conducting a train himself! Maybe if this didn't go so well, he could still enroll in a train conducting academy.

Wait... is that even a thing?

They were mere guild members... and not even important ones at that. So, no, they could no afford any special, high-class train car to ride in. Instead, Ailos and Tora shared a small – and I do mean small – room towards the back of the train; right next to the luggage car, in fact! There was a window to his right from which he could see the plains and rivers outside drift back. The door was to his left in case he needed to leave for whatever reason. In the middle was a small table that jutted out from the wall. And in front of him, leaning on the wall was Tora.

And she was sleeping...

The mighty minotaur was slumbering on the other end of their booth, her face being oddly... cherubic. One could hear soft snores leave her lips, and a sliver of drool even slipped from her slightly open mouth, where it slid down her chin, and--

Snap...

Splatted upon her chest.

Chest swelling and cheeks puffing, Ailos took a few moments too long to gaze upon Tora's sleeping form. She was loud, abrasive and snarky, but right now, she appeared so vulnerable. What did she call herself before? Cute? Yeah, right now, Tora was so cute.

But...

Ailos could not stop his mind from roaming. They traveled along her body, truly taking its time to marvel at her clothing... or lack thereof. He didn't really get the best chance to take in the view of her body before with how sudden she was to leave the gates of Stahlheim. Now that she was sleeping still, he could run his eyes along her shoulders, gaze upon her strong arms, marvel at her chiseled abs... and of course, lecherously stare at her breasts.

Her big... bountiful... busty... breasts.

Stymied in place, Ailos peered into the daunting cleavage of Tora's powerful bosom. Not made any easier thanks to the admittedly rocky train care they were in. Every jump, jostle, and jiggle of their ride, caused Tora's busty breasts to bounce, and bounce, and bounce some more! And because her light clothing promoted free movement, Ailos could see everything.

With how brawny and strong the rest of her body was, he had no doubts that her breasts were as firm as stones. Her armored bikini top did very little to obscure sight of her chest, letting him see damn near everything. Their curvy sides, even a bit of the bottom of her chest could be seen thanks to how little her top covered her.

Living in Seabloom, one would assume he was used to women in swimwear. And, yeah, he was... but this was somehow different. They weren't on a beach for one thing, they were in a train! That would be like seeing someone in full armor while they stand in a park! It's just out of place!

No... No! He couldn't keep marveling at Tora's body! He couldn't drink in the exotic sight of her powerful body! He could not indulge in the statuesque voluptuousness of her figure. He could not marvel at her musculature and abs! He could not wonder about her fit, furry legs. He needed to... to... aah... he needed to focus on something else.

His cheeks were red enough as is...

Sooo... uh... ah-ha! Aside from her axe, Tora seemed to travel light. No pouches on her belt, no extra oddities, no nothing. Just her light clothes and a harness to contain her weapon. Wasn't this trip supposed to be a multiple day afar? Was she going to just go at it with her axe and nothing else? What about food? What about shelter? Was this all apart of that so-called 'training arc' she mentioned before?

“Haaah... Pyrrah..." muttered Tora in her slumber, causing Ailos to jump in place and lean upright.

“H-huh? P-Pyrrah?"

Straightening up, Tora raised her hands above her head, performing a stretch as she steadily woke up from her slumber.

“Eeeeeyaaaawwwwwwnnn...! Haaahh..." she yawned, her eyes opening as her lips curled into a smile, “Heh heh... guess I was a bit more tired than I thought I was. Haaoooh... hmm...?" Tora cocked her head, “Something wrong, Ailos? Your face is so red."

“I uh...! Huh...?"

Face blanking, Ailos looked down between his legs... where he saw his own hard-on gaze back at him. Thank the gods this table was in the way, because his shorts were doing a poor job of obscuring his arousal. Shaking his head, he looked back up at Tora... where his eyes naturally focused on her still bouncing breasts! Seriously, couldn't she at least put on a jacket or something?

“Do... nhgh... do you..." he averted his eyes, “Do you have to... dress so... lightly?"

“Heh... is that your attempt at being polite?" asked Tora with a wry grin on her lips, “I'd rather prefer it if you just asked me why I'm practically half-naked."

In a brazen display, Tora slipped her thumb beneath one of the straps of her bikini top, and pulled on it wide. Try, try, try with all his might to ignore it, Ailos eventually looked back. Like before, he watched as the elastic strap of her top was stretched to its near limit, causing the cup of her bikini top to pull of slightly. But just before she could reveal her nipple...

Snap!

Tora pulled her hand away, causing her clothing to snap back in place.

“I get looks like that from humans all the time," said the mighty minotaur as she leaned over on the table, giving Ailos yet another view of her cleavage. By now, he figured that was on purpose, “I can easily tell when someone's never seen a minotaur before, because I always turn heads with my clothes. Heh heh! I don't know why you find it so bothersome anyway! When my dad terrorized the farmlands of Mordreadus, he wore even less than I do! His dick was flopping around, and no one complained then!"

“I... I think they were complaining more about being terrorized than they did about your father's nudity!" Ailos cried back.

Tora laughed... though he couldn't tell if she was laughing because of the absurdity of her words, or laughing at his reaction. She... she didn't think the people her father supposedly terrorized were okay with his nudity, right? She had to know that they were probably terrified of him... right?

Um...

“Hey... Ailos," said Tora as she leaned upright in her chair and pushed out her chest, “If you wanna look at my tits, just ask, 'kay? I've got nothing to hide!"

“Uuuuuhhhhhh...!?"

How does one even respond to that!? He's heard that minotaurs can be brazen, but that had to be a joke, right? She wasn't really offering him the chance to see her breasts... right!?

Just... who is Tora?

DING! DING! DING! DING!

Fortunately, Ailos didn't have to wonder for much longer. That was the sound of the train's bell, signifying that they were nearing their destination. Outside their window, they could see that the the urban and industrial landscape surrounding Stahlheim and its neighboring towns, had all but vanished. Replacing it was nothing more but rural fields that were occasionally broken up by farms and villages.

“Alright... heh... I hope you're ready, Ailos," said Tora as she stood up, “Next stop: the Fluss Deluge!"

“Uh..." for a moment, he paused, but just so that he could shake his head and put on a more affirmative face, “Right!"

“Yeah! Heh heh! That's the ticket!"

…

As history ordains...

The Monarchy of Eisin once played home to a random assortment of people and individuals. They all had their own collection of beliefs, religions, and customs, and often stayed to themselves. On occasion they would meet to trade and converse, but that's where their interactions ended with one another. That all changed when the tribes of the Eisin mountain – of which the kingdom gets its name – steadily grew into the technological powerhouse of the country. They moved on to the rest of the land, but did not subjugate its fellow tribes. Instead, they mingled with them, mixed with them, and as time went on. Eisin became the juggernaut it is today.

This all happened over two thousand years ago, of course. But despite the passing of so many years, the once separated tribes are still held in high regards. Their people continue their customs, most of which have become intrinsically tied to the Monarchy of Eisin as a whole.

However, the site of their homes have fallen to disrepair. As rural areas grew distant, the temples created by these aged tribes have lacked the upkeep needed to retain their luster. Overgrowth and vegetation grow through them, while waters and storm erode them. Well... they're called 'ruins' for a reason.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

Back and forth, left to right, Tora's axe tore to shreds any foliage that got in their way. She was big and powerful, but her swings were talented and refined. She wasn't slashing for the sake of slashing... though Ailos got the sense from her that she did enjoy swinging her axe. The minotaur knew how to use her blade and her body, and she did both flawlessly.

Above, Ailos heard the chirping of birds. They were mostly things like ducks, but there were a few eagles mixed among them. More animals too littered the swampy grounds around them, being snails, frogs, a few lizards... even some alligators he noticed in the distance. Better watch his step.

Among them all were also the ruins of the Fluss Deluge. In the past, it is said they were created of a silver sheen, having been forged from a unique ore that was located within the caverns of the ravine. Now however, they were marred by the ravages of time. Instead of being blue and silver, they were a more garish green and muddy brown color. The ruins were also sinking and twisting as the ground beneath them shifted into a variety of angles. Some were leaned to the side, others had crumbled outright! A majority of them couldn't even be ascertain what purpose they shared in the past.

Ailos frowned at the sight. While he was no historian, that did not mean he lacked respect for the past. To see once beloved structures fall to the wayside, caused him to feel a sadness he couldn't quite explain. Tora meanwhile...

Clack!

“Hm?"

“Ah? What's wrong?"

The minotaur said nothing, instead pointing down to the ground beneath their feet. Looking down himself, Ailos' eyes fell upon a stone pathway, one that was covered with vines, water and mud. They'd entered into the Fluss Deluge proper; now all they had to do was keep following this pathway.

“So... uh... do you know what it is we're going up against...?" asked Ailos, to which Tora shook her head.

“Beats me," she replied, “I read the same file you did. Those nerdy researchers didn't really explain what it was that attacked them, which, ya'know, kinda blows. Half of every fight is the preparation! We're running in blind, and could be going up against anything."

“Does that... ya'know... scare you?" asked Ailos, to which Tora shrugged her shoulders.

“Eh... not really," she replied with a big grin, “If those researchers were able to escape, this thing can't be too dangerous! Besides, Hatchen's an asshole, but he's not so much of an asshole that he'd send you – a newbie – out to take on something he thinks was super dangerous! Then again... he did send me with you. And I have a 100% success ratio! Heh heh heh!"

Raising her arm, Tora pumped it up, causing her muscles to tense and bulge. Ailos flinched and pulled back, while the minotaur pointed her thumb towards herself, drawing attention to the boisterous and bravado-laced grin she wore on her lips.

“Just trust in me! I gotcha, Ailos!"

He looked up at her, marveling at her glorious physique and equally as powerful smile. Time seemed to slow to a crawl for him; it was like he was marveling at a wonderful sculpture brought to life. Not one aspect of Tora's amazonian form had a flaw, and that entranced him. But then he realized he had been staring too hard for too long, and he pulled back with a blush.

“Heh heh...! Hah hah hah!"

Was she laughing at him, or was she laughing at the situation? Ailos didn't know. Regardless, she turned and prepared her axe, where--

Slash! Slash! Slash!

Just down this path, past a few more trees and ruins, and there; they had arrived. Standing at Tora's side, Ailos' eyes befell a massive ravine, one that cut through the earth. Far below by what appeared to be a mile, a mighty river traveled from a nearby waterfall, and flowed down towards the horizon.

Jutting from the sides of the ravine were various ruins belonging to the ancient people of the Fluss Deluge. One could see tunnels that were carved into the sides of the ravine, as well as crumbling columns, and long since shattered bridge structures. Perhaps this area was both a place of worship and travel? It was hard to tell from eyesight alone.

From their vantage point, Tora and Ailos could both see the campsite the researchers were using when they were here. It sat next to the river at the bottom of the valley, having been destroyed by the time its been left here to the whims of nature. Whatever it was that attacked them, the researchers ran as fast as they could to escape it without care of their things. But aside from that, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Where was the so-called beast that attacked them? In one of the caves? There was only one way to find out.

“Let's get down there," said Tora as she turned, “There's a staircase right here we can take. Watch your step though. Looks a bit wet."

“Right..."

Together, the duo descended down the ravine, coming to the abandoned campsite. Now that they were closer, they saw that it was far bigger than they originally believed. Multiple crushed tents, destroyed desks, papers and notes were everywhere: it was clear that the researchers were planning on staying here for quite some time before they were forced to flee. But flee from what exactly?

“Hmm..." Tora mumbled as she placed her fingers on her chin in a thoughtful manner, “Something feels off here, don't it? Or is that just me?"

“Why's that...?" asked Ailos, to which Tora shrugged her shoulders.

“I don't know. It all just seems so... quiet," replied the minotaur as she turned to face him, “Don't things feel a bit off for you too?"

“Weeeell... I've never been on a mission before, so everything feels off for me," he answered honestly, to which she chuckled.

“Heh... guess you're right about that," said Tora as she pulled her axe from its harness and slammed it on the ground, “Okay then. We can use their camp to set up our own. You have all of that camping gear, right? Let's get to work."

“Right... right!"

Tora may have the same bullish tendencies of a steam engine train, but she also had a surprising talent at commanding. Perhaps Ailos was only deferring to her because she was his superior in these kinds of missions, but he did not hesitate to obey her order.

Placing his bag on the ground, Ailos zipped it open and began pulling items out. As he did so, a certain sense of excitement began bubbling from within his chest. Since his meeting with Tora, she had impressed him with her superior strength and ostentatious personality. Now, it was his turn to impress her!

If Tora thought Ailos had a lot of gadgets on his belt, they were nothing compared to what he had in his bag. Within were more than a few machines and devices; they were plentiful... and unique. Square-shaped little machines, they looked small, but when held in one's hand, they'd realize it had a surprising weight. There were also little divots and holes within these tiny devices as if they could be stacked atop one another.

Pulling a few machines out with one hand, the mechanist prepared his bulky wrench with the other. It was time to get to work.

Craaank! Wreeench! Wrench wrench! Zzzzrrrrt! Zzziziiiip! Crraaaaannnk!

“What are you doing back... h-huh?"

At the sound of construction going on behind her, Tora turned around to face Ailos. He was like a blond blur, zipping around as he put together a machine. The tiny slots within his square-shaped machines, allowed him to attached them together. What were small by themselves, became a mighty machine when put together!

Before the minotaur's eyes and in a matter of moments, the mechanist created a working generator, one that was forged by his own design. It was big, bulky and red, with some signs of age here and there. Worn silver pipes stuck out from its surface, and there were little slots resting on the top of it. Once he got finished putting it together, Ailos attached his wrench to a gear on its side, and began turning.

Crank! Crank! Crank!

Only for... nothing to happen.

His eyes gawked at his machine, then turned over to face Tora, who looked at it with a curious look in her eye. Oh, that's not good; why wasn't it working! This was supposed to be his time to impress her, wasn't it?

Oh? Oh...! Huh... that's why it wasn't working. Gosh, he was being so antsy.

“Sorry," said Ailos with a sheepish smile as he reached into his pocket, “I forgot to plug in its power stones."

In the mechanist's hands were three oval-shaped stones, ones that were a lime-green color, and seemed to cackle with a soft energy. Plugging them into the slots at the top of his generator, he again turned its crank, only this time...

Thump... Thump...! Thump!

Thug! Thug! Thug! Thug! Thug! Thug!

With a soft though still audible hum, the generator began pumping and jumping before their eyes. A proud smile sat on Ailos' face at the sight of his creation, and he even placed his fists on his hips in a chesty stance. Tora meanwhile walked up to his generator, and placed her hand upon its rumbling surface.

“You... made this...?" she said as she faced him, “And in such a short amount of time?"

“I'm a mechanist, remember?" he replied, “This is my personalized creation. I studied how machines work throughout Eisin, and even pulled some information from distant lands like Vuropa. Because of that, I could create my little mechani-cubes... uh... the name's still pending. Anyway, they're small by themselves, but I can easily put them together to create whatever I need at the moment. A generator, a chair... whatever! I made it to be easily and quickly deployed so I can create other machines when I need to!"

“Other machines...?" said Tora as she looked at him, “You can make more?"

“Heh... I can create plenty more. Just you wait!"

Swinging his bulky wrench around, Ailos returned to his bag and swiftly got to work. Before Tora's eyes, the mechanist began zipping around, putting together a variety of machines and tools. He started with mechanical stools, ones that could be cranked so that they could move higher or shorter. He then moved on to a work bench from which he'd be able to fix up, break apart, or outright create new machines if they needed to. Lastly he created tents for them, using the sheets he brought for their trip, as well metal poles to hold it all up.

All of this would have taken a normal man a few hours to put together. Ailos did it all in around 30 minutes. Are these the capabilities of a mechanist?

“Wow..." said Tora as she gazed upon it all, “You really do love machines like I love battle. Heh heh..." a smile spread on her lips as she looked at Ailos, “Thanks, Ailos! That's pretty fucking cool of you!"

“R-really?" Smack! “Ah!?"

With a hearty pat on his back, Tora caused him to tumble forward. He gasped, then looked up at her, where she was still laughing and smiling. And after a few moments, her infectious personality caused him to laugh and smile back. Her praise resonated with him, making him feel so much... better than usual.

There was just one tiny problem, one that Ailos was only now beginning to realize.

There was only one tent.

He only brought with himself the one tent, figuring his partner would have brought her own! But since he now realized she traveled so light, well...

“We've been traveling all day long," said Tora as she shifted her gaze forward again, “Let's take a break. There's no point in looking for a monster if we're tired. We'd just be setting ourselves up for disaster."

“Um... y-yeah... uh..."

“Hm? Is something wrong?" asked the minotaur as she gazed at him.

“It's just that... uh... um... the tent... it's... uhhh..."

He struggled to formulate his words as his mind ran rampant with thoughts. The solution was obvious; they could just share his tent. With how his machine's worked, he could easily add in more height and perimeter if need be so that it could comfortably hold the both of them. But that wouldn't really fix the problem that he and Tora would be sharing a space together... a close space at that.

“I can... um... use these other tents left by the researchers to create a tent for you," said Ailos, to which Tora shook her head.

“There's no need; we have a perfectly good tent right here in front of us!" said the minotaur with a smile, “Why bother trying to patch together these?"

“It's just that... uh...! I-I mean the space! We'll be... haaah..."

Shaking his head, he realized that being subtle with Tora wasn't worth it. He got the sense that she understood subtlety, she'd just rather be upfront and blunt instead. It left him flummoxed. Due to his upbringing, sharing such a close space with another girl who wasn't a family member was rather... jarring to put it lightly.

Again, Tora didn't care.

“I... I mean... if you want to share a space together... w-we can..." muttered Ailos.

“Does that... bother you?" asked the minotaur as she leaned over.

Looming atop the mechanist, Tora casted her shadow atop his demure form. He fidgeted in place, eventually working up enough courage to turn and face her. He thought he'd find a look of disappointment, maybe even annoyance or anger. Instead, he found a boisterous grin on her lips. It caused his eyes to widen and his body to droop slightly. It was like he was some defenseless prey and she was a mighty predator.

“Why don't you refine our camp a bit more," said Tora as she patted his shoulder, seemingly dropping her earlier question, “I'm going to go examine our perimeter. Really make sure our mysterious monster isn't here."

“R-right..."

With a flirty wink, Tora pulled away from Ailos, causing him to slump over slightly. Head turning, he watched as the vivacious minotaur began walking off, heading for the riverside in the distance. Given a view of her backside, he could see that her musculature physique extended hear. Such powerful back muscles, and such wide hips. Wide hips that... swayed from side... to side... to side...

Did she always walk like that? Was he only realizing this now? Or was she doing this purposefully? He struggled to take his mind off of her body, but that only served to remind him of her words on the train.

If you wanna look at my tits, just ask, 'kay? I've got nothing to hide!

“Glk!?"

Ailos twitched and turned away, facing his workbench. Stumbling towards it, he reached into his satchel and pulled out a rolled up piece of paper. Resting it on his workbench and flattening it out, he revealed the paper to be blueprints for a new mechanical design. Typically when his mind was in flux like this, working on a machine would settle his nerves. So... why not put together this rifle he was working on?

Pulling out the pieces he had already started crafting days ago, Ailos got to work putting together his makeshift firearm. The stock and handle were already there, he now needed to move onto the barrel and chamber. Minutes ticked on with him steadily putting together the brutish weapon. He moved as if possessed, following specific movements, while his mind drifted elsewhere. And by 'elsewhere', he only thought about Tora.

Her voice. Her personality. Her body. They all swarmed his head, making it difficult for him to concentrate on his creation. He'd occasionally have to double back, then check his notes, then check his notes again, then return to his rifle. Eventually he came to a stop, his face perplexed as his brown eyes ran along his gun.

It may lack the style and professionalism of a military weapon made in a factory, but it was still impressive to be created by one young man. Gently stroking his fingers along its auburn surface, he traveled his fingers from the wooden stock on one end, to the silver barrel at the other. Then he stopped and closed his eyes in thought.

Th-thump...

“Huh? Tora?"

Ailos turned around, where he saw nothing. He heard something, but he saw nothing save for their campsite. Confused, he gazed around in a cursory manner, before coming to a halt. A sense of panic and dread began rising in him, but he kept his cool long enough to grab his wrench and brandish it like a bludgeon.

Slowly, he walked out towards the middle of the camp, where there was a clearing. If there was something out here – something dangerous – he'd be able to see it better from the center. However, the camp was littered with a variety of objects left over from the research team, offering a plethora of places for something to hide in.

Clank! Shut!

“Huh?"

Ailos twisted around. An object had fallen off a nearby crate; a clipboard from the looks of it. Alarmed, the mechanist brandished his wrench in one hand, and pulled his pistol out from his hip with the other. Taking aim with the crate, he slowly began inching his way closer and closer. He kept his gun trained and his eyes focused, but he could feel his blood rush through his veins. His heart too was growing faster and faster with his every step, eventually pounding against his chest like it was about to burst!

Why was he so scared? Ailos has dealt with feral goblins before! However, there was a stark difference between then and now. He knew he was dealing with those miscreants before hand. But now? Both he and Tora had no clue what they were sent to hunt down, other than the fact that it was big. He needed to make sure he wasn't in immediate danger. He needed to--

Clank!

“Raah!"

“AAAH!?"

Suddenly launching up from behind the crate was... a squirrel. Tiny and furry, the rodent climbed upon the crate with a nut in hand, its head twitching from side to side. Eyes wide with shock, Ailos was frozen solid, while the squirrel began slamming its nut against the crate. Once it snapped open, it quickly ate the seed within, before lifting its head to gaze down the barrel pointed at its head.

It was a squirrel? That noise he heard... was a squirrel? Letting out a deep breath, Ailos slumped over and groaned, annoyed at how skittish he was to be so easily frightened by a squirrel. But... heh... that annoyance shifted into laughter as he found amusement with the situation. That was going to be quite the story to tell later on... that is, if he wanted to embarrass himself. Now all he needed to do...

Drip... drip... drip...

“Huh...?"

Was... return... to his... creation?

Falling on Ailos' shoulder... was spit. It was hot, sticky, and oozed down his arms like glue. Eyes swelling, the mechanist felt his heart rate spike once again. But instead of screaming out or howling in fear, he turned slowly and to face what was behind him. Maybe it was Tora just pulling a prank on him?

Ha... no...

It was a spider. A large, no... grand, no... towering spider. Most of its body was layered in snow-white fur that coated it from its abdomen, to its cephalothorax, to the midsections of its eight legs. Everywhere else, its onyx carapace could be seen. It was black, reflective, and strong enough to rebuff all by the mightiest of strikes. From the front of the beast it had two hook-like claws that were thick and curved, almost reminiscent of a crab's claws. And on its face were eight yellow eyes that were in perfect symmetry with one another, with two mandibles beneath them that clicked and shifted.

It was from these mandibles that this beast's hot and sticky spit oozed out... as well as the slight billows of fire.

This was it. This was the monster that took up nest in the Fluss Deluge. A monstrous spider! And Ailos was trapped with it.

For a few moments, his mind struggled to catch up with what he was seeing. Walking backwards, he shivered in place as he took in the horrifying awe of the towering beasts above him. It meanwhile twisted its head at him, as if scanning the mechanist that fidgeted in place. Despite its great size, it moved as quickly as the wind. With one step closer, the spider raised its claws, and--

Clinch!

Grabbed nothing.

Its pincers grabbed nothing but air. Ailos may have been terrified, but he wasn't stupid! The moment the spider moved, he moved, dodging its grasp just in the nick of time. The beast dropped its claws then looked down, its eight eyes scrambling through the campsite in search of its prey. Ailos meanwhile...

“Tora! I found it! Tora I--" Swoosh! “Gah!?"

The monstrous spider swung over one of its large limbs, just barely missing Ailos. If that thing struck him, he'd probably be sent flying! Turning around, he brandished his wrench and pointed his pistol towards the spider's head, causing it to stop. Deep, guttural growls left the mandibles of the beast, but they didn't sound aggressive or anger. No, it sounded more... curious? Why was it curious?

Regardless, the spider quickly retreated, coming to the edge of the lake. Raising up its abdomen, the monster placed its thorax to the ground and--

“KRRRRAAAARARRKKRKARARAAAKKRRAAAA!!!"

“AH!?"

From the spider's jaws, it let out a supersonic cry that pierced Ailos' eardrums. Clutching his ears, he tried to block out the sound, but it was impossible! The strength of the spider's cry was so great, that even the river behind it began quaking like the wave of an ocean! It went on for what felt like forever, until--

“KRRRAAAKKKRRR-- HUMPH!"

The spider suddenly stopped.

Gasping like he'd run a marathon, Ailos fell back and stared forward. The spider had stopped its cry... but why? Regardless, the mechanist gripped his wrench and pistol tight, ready to defend himself against the beast's attack. He expected it to draw closer, perhaps to claw at him with its pincers. Instead, the towering spider retreated fully towards the other side of the river. But Ailos didn't have time to ponder why it had done so. Why?

Because replacing the giant spider... were even more spiders!

They were the same kind of spider as the towering one, only these were much, much smaller. Then again, calling a spider that's as big as a dog small, may be a bit of misnomer!

Dozens upon dozens of spiders came rushing out of the cave behind the spider, where they quickly crossed over the river to assault Ailos. He gawked in shock and fear of these monsters, before pulling up his pistol and pulling the trigger.

POW! POW! POW! POW!

His bullets struck several spiders, injuring some, and outright killing others. So these spiders weren't as resilient as the big one. That's good! Unfortunately, there were still far, far, far more spiders than he could contend with! Ailos kept pulling back, kept firing, but there was nothing he could do to stop the rushing spiders. Suddenly, one of the spiders leaped at him.

THWAK!

He struck it down with his wrench. But another spider leaped into the air to attack him next.

THWAK!

He struck that one too!

Again and again, Ailos would strike one spider and shoot another. But their numbers were seemingly infinite! They were so numerous and so big, he could no longer see the green of the grass beneath him. It was all just white and black of the spiders! He needed help! He needed...

“RAAAH!!!"

Her...

KRACK!

Ailos turned around. Behind him – having seemingly appeared from nowhere – was Tora. The mighty minotaur wore a face of determination with her teeth gritted and red eyes aglow. Her fist meanwhile was planted into the ground as if she had punched it. And her strike...

KRACK! SPLIT! KRRRRKK!

Triggered a shockwave that traveled through the ground. Dirt, grass and sediment were all uprooted by the punch, and traveled towards the spiders chasing him. Slipping under their feet, Ailos lost sight of the shockwave... but only for a few moments.

THOOOOOOOM!!!

A sudden geyser of energy erupted from the ground, outright incinerating some of the spiders to dust, and throwing many others sky high! The pillar of radiating power took the form of a black and red explosion, one that cackled with electricity that surged through the air. Slowly it subsided, with Ailos and even the spiders all frozen still. Tora meanwhile straightened upright, and lifted her axe above her head.

Fwoosh! Fwoosh! Fwoosh!

With the grace of a performer, the mighty minotaur spun her battle axe above her head like it were a weightless baton. She just as easily brought it to a halt, then held her weapon with one hand as she approached the army of arachnids before them.

“Guh... I hate spiders..." Tora growled before looking over her shoulder towards Ailos, “Hey! Are you okay?"

He stood there for several moments, trying to parse together what he just saw. Tora merely punched the ground, yet caused a magical eruption of energy to destroy groups of spiders. It was fantastic! But now wasn't the time to focus on that. They had more of those devious arachnids rushing towards them.

“Y-yeah! I'm fine!" he said as he came to her side, “The big spider – their mother spider, I think – she escaped into that cave over there!"

“Then that's where we're headed," Tora said as she took a battle ready pose, “Look after my back, Ailos!"

“What? Wait! Tora!"

“RRRAAAAHH!!!"

With a mighty leap, Tora launched herself into the droves of spiders, her axe raised high. Immediately, they shifted their focuses towards the mighty minotaur who came crashing down in the middle of their droves.

THOOOOM!!!

Another pillar of energy erupted, this time around Tora. More spiders were incinerated and others were thrown aside by the impact. But with their hive-like mentality, they lacked concern for the individual self. What mattered to them was their nest, and protecting it.

The aggressive spiders leaped at Tora, surrounding her on all sides. But the vivacious minotaur grinned, welcoming the challenge. With powerful and talented strokes of her battle axe, she ruthlessly cleaved through the throngs of arachnids like they were nothing more than paper. Green blood and white silk were spread throughout the field like a painting of death and carnage. And all Ailos could do was sit there.

It was mesmerizing. No... Tora was mesmerizing! The speed and power she exhibited in battle were without equal. The minotaur wasn't just a steam engine barreling down a train track, she could also be as precise as a farmer's scythe cutting through its crops!

They both came to a tenuous understanding before, didn't they? That she loved to battle as much as he loved his machines. He didn't quite understand it before. How could anyone love to battle? Conflict by nature is a bad thing, isn't it? But with the way Tora moved now, performing wide yet quick swings that tore swaths through the droves of spiders, he began to understand.

Yes, she did love to battle like he loved machines. They weren't so different when it came to their passions. What made them different right now was her willingness to fight, and his fear to do so. But not anymore. She was a warrior who loved to battle, and he was a mechanist who loved machines, right? It was time to fucking prove it!

Getting serious, Ailos glared at the spiders and Tora in the center of it. But instead of rushing in or even firing with his pistol, he instead reached into his satchel. Inside, he pulled out a variety of his mechanicubes, where he quickly began attaching them. What would take a normal man half an hour to make, he created in under ten minutes! And what did he create?

“Go! Attack!"

Zrrrrrt! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW!

An autonomous turret.

It was like his other machines, having this warn red surface and this blocky architecture. On four stands it stood on like legs, while on its head was a sterling silver barrel. And it was from this barrell that its bullets rang out, striking spiders with a deadly precision.

Tossing the machine to the side, the automated gun mount began firing at the spiders without needing to be directed to do so. How did it work? What programming ran through its circuitry? Uhhh...

Magic. Yeah, let's go with that!

As Tora continued slaughtering the arachnids that hounded her, Ailos quickly rushed in to join her at her side. One spider leaped at her blind spot from behind, prepared to bite her, but--

THWAK!

Ailos' wrench slammed down upon its head, knocking it back and protecting the minotaur. She looked over her shoulder, watching as the mechanist stood back-to-back with her. Saying nothing, Tora instead gave a hearty laugh, then twirled her axe around and readied herself for battle. Ailos too prepared himself by grabbing his wrench with both hands. All around them, the spiders steadily increased in number, getting closer and closer and closer until--

SLASH! THWAK! SLASH SLASH! THWAK! POW! SLASH! THWAK THWAK THWAK! SLASH! POW! POW! POW! SLASH! SLASH! THWAK!

Slashes this way! Swinging bashes that way! Bullets flying through the air! Like a maelstrom of fury, Ailos and Tora tore through the arachnid army, speedily reducing them in number! What were once dozens was thinned down to only a few groups, leaving the ground littered in green blood, spider silk, and the discarded carcasses of their foes.

Ailos paused for a moment, gasping for breath. The battle was both exhilarating and exhausting. He was used to working long hours in their family's garage, or spending many hours at sea fishing, but this was greater than the both of that! Never had felt so tired before.

But whenever he looked over at Tora, he found himself inspired, giving him his second, then third, then even a fourth wind! The mighty minotaur was a dynamo of destruction. With him or without him, she carved through the ranks of the spiders with fierce strikes of her axe. All the while, she showed no exhaustion, no limit to her carnage! Her body even glistened in the sunlight above as sweat adorned her powerful, amazonian form.

Oh... he understood now. He understood why minotaurs wear such light clothing. To watch Tora battle, was like watching a painting in motion. The way her body moved, twisting from left to right, the tensing of her muscles, the flexing of her flesh, the devious grin she wore on her face, and the hearty laughter she gave throughout it all...

“HAH HAH HA!"

It was all beautiful. And before he knew it...

“RAH! Haaaah! Aaah! Haaah...! Haauunnghh...?"

It was over.

Tora paused and straightened up. Her powerful body was adorned in the green blood and silk of the spiders she ruthlessly battled, mixing with her sweat. Some of it even stained her scarlet hair... which, really, isn't too surprising considering how long her hair was.

The mechanist was far more tired than she was. Green blood, sweat and silk marred down his body too, staining his clothes, his flesh, and yes, even his hair. His pistol had run out of ammo, his turret did too, and his beloved wrench was oozing with the blood of the arachnids.

Outside of their battle-worn bodies, there was clearly a difference between the two. Tora remained tall, even took a second to crack the bones in her back and neck. Ailos meanwhile looked like he was about to fall over from exhaustion. But the minotaur did not belittle him. Walking over the corpses of their slain enemies, she approached her partner, and placed her hand gently on his shoulder.

“Heh heh! Thanks for the back up, Ailos," said Tora, “I don't think I would've been capable of handling all of that by myself."

He shot her back an incredulous look. Sure, he may have helped speed the processes up, but there was no doubt in Ailos' mind that if Tora was here by herself, she would've still slaughtered all of these spiders. But the kindness in her voice, the earnestness, that remained strong nonetheless. She wasn't putting him down, but was building him up.

And it worked.

Tired though he was, Ailos rose up to stand beside Tora. She grinned and chuckled... but stopped as her red eyes glowed. Together, the duo glanced towards the cave on the other side of the river.

“That's... that's where the spider queen is," said the mechanist as he pointed forward, “You saw her, didn't you? How big she is?"

“Tch... spider queen? She's no queen of mine," said Tora as she pushed out her chest, “Let's head in there and eradicate her before she can produce anymore of her hell-spawn..." then she looked down, “Huh... feel a bit ironic saying that..."

On one hand, this was crazy. That mother spider was big. Incredibly big! They'd be insane to try and take her down just the two of them! They should at least get in contact with the nearest town's guards!

But on the other hand, Tora's words were so strong, her stance so proud, that he believed they could do it! What she instilled in him was more than hope and believe, but downright bravado! And after their battle, how could he not believe her?

Yes, they can do this! They will do this! But first...

“Hm? Where are you going, Ailos?" asked Tora, watching as he walked over towards his workbench.

On it was the rifle he was preparing. He picked it up and guided his eyes along it, before shaking his head. A rifle was great, but they needed something else to deal with all these spiders, and he knew exactly what to make.

Clank! Crank! Twist!

“Um...? Ailos?" said the minotaur as she watched him work.

“There! I got it!" he replied as he pulled back.

The rifle had changed to the point that it was no longer a rifle. It's magazine had been replaced with a bottle containing gasoline, and at the barrel there was placed the tip of a blowtorch. With a squeeze of his trigger, gasoline would be pushed through the tip of his blowtorch's flame to bellow out a stream of fire. Yes, Ailos had transformed his rifle into a flamethrower!

A mechanist is truly an amazing friend to have.

“Alright... let's go!" he said as he faced Tora.

“Heh heh! Yeah! Let's do it!"

Together, the duo crossed the river and came to the mouth of the cave. The entrance was flanked by the columns of an ancient temple, and there were more crumbling structures inside. There was also a lot of spider webs. They coated the walls, floor, and even the roof of the cavern, with bridges of extending all around. Tora continued walking inside, unfazed by how thick the spider's nest was. Ailos was more hesitant.

“How long have they been in here...?" he asked as he followed behind the minotaur.

“Beats me," she replied whilst using her axe to cut a path for them, “But they've been here for a long time. Don't get stuck in any of this, got it? And pay attention..." her eyes swept around, “There's bound to be more spiders around here somewhere, not just the queen. Stick close to me."

Ailos nodded, and then moved in closer to flank Tora at her side. She remained tall and focused as they traveled deeper into the cave, while he was hunched over with his flamethrower raised. The deeper they traveled, the darker and darker the cave became as sunlight failed to reach them. But the minotaur raised her axe, and after summoning her magical might.

“Hmmph!"

Gweeam!

Her axe started to glow a bright red color, bringing light to the cave around them. Much like her mighty attack outside, Tora's command over magic and energy was impressive. Being a mechanist, he stuck closer to science, but he knew that to use magic as strong as hers, one needed incredible fortitude. But for Tora, it seemed natural. Less like it was some magical force, and more like it was an extension of her already incredible capabilities.

“Tora..." said Ailos.

“Hm?"

“Why... why are you so strong?"

“Heh... asking that now?" she replied with a wry grin, “We are in dangerous territory, you know."

“I... I know but..." he shook his head, “The way you battled outside... it was remarkable. I've never seen someone fight like you did. And the powers you showed. I... uh. I still can't believe it. Auh..." he looked up at her, “You said you were on your training arc, but... what does that mean? You seem plenty strong already."

“But I can get stronger," said Tora, “I admit; compared to you, I'm probably the strongest person ever! Heh heh! But... I can't rest on my laurels, not yet... not ever. There's someone I look up to, someone I want to rival... someone I want to surpass. And in order to surpass her, I have to keep getting stronger. So... no matter how strong you think I am, I can get stronger. I must get stronger. And I won't stop until I get stronger."

“Tora..."

He didn't quite understand; who could be stronger than her? She already seemed plenty strong already! He knew the world was larger than he believed, but now everything felt so... dwarfed. Like he was experiencing a whole new world outside of just Oceanbloom and Stahlheim. And the person leading him to this new world was Tora.

These thoughts were cut short when they entered into a chamber with natural sunlight. Dropping her axe, the mighty minotaur caused its glowing magical light to dim down as both she and Ailos gazed up. The chamber they were in was large and with a domed ceiling that had webbing strewn all over it. Was this a room meant for worship in its past? And... where was the spider queen?

Ceerraaaacckk! Split! Shflshflshflshflshflshflshfl!!!

“Huh!?"

“M-more!?"

All around them, sprouting out from little mounds of webbing, were more of those small spiders. They quickly rivaled the number of arachnids that came rushing out of the cave before, surrounding the duo. Tora was already prepared as she held her axe at the ready, and Ailos too aimed his flamethrower at the army of spiders. But this time, they did not rush them. This time, the malicious bugs remained a comfortable distance away. This time...

Spew! Spew! Spiitttzzz!

“GAH!?"

“W-WEBBING!?"

Their abdomens raised, the spiders began launching globs of webbing from their spinnerets. Like nets cast by a fishermen, the webbing quickly covered the two, weighing them down in their sticky hold! Axe in hand, Tora began cleaving through the webbing as best she could, but--

Spew! Spew! Spew! Spew!

“GGH!? Annoying little... bitches! Aahh!" Tora shouted as she began swinging her axe around, “Ailos! Use your flamethrower on me!"

“Wh-what!? But Tora, I'll burn you!" he replied, to which she shook her head.

“No you won't! I'll be fine! It's just some-- MMMFF!?"

More webbing! More webbing! More webbing! It all covered the minotaur, layering her in enough silk to mummify a pharaoh! Tora's shape was visible from within, but all one could hear from her were muffled cries of frustration.

Ailos stood there, gawking at her silk-covered figure as he held his flamethrower in his hand. What should he do? Should he use it? But that would risk, ya'know, setting her on fire! Tora claimed she could take it, but he wasn't sure!

KA-THOOOOOM!!!

“Aaaaha!?"

But Ailos couldn't think about it for much longer.

A shadow descended upon the mechanist, one that was large enough to bloat out the sunlight above. Stymied in place, he could already feel its eight eyes gaze down upon his dainty form. It took all of Ailos' power to turn, and when he did.

“KRAARRRKRKRKRRR..."

It was the spider queen.

“Oh no..." Swoop! “AH!?"

Stuck in place by the webbing from her baby spiders, there was nothing Ailos could do to protect himself, allowing the spider queen to grasp him with her pincers. Eyes wide, he watched as she pulled him in close to her face while she crawled up on the ceiling. Her eight yellow eyes all locked in on the young man in her claws, watching as he pulled his flamethrower up.

This was stupid. This was very stupid. And yet...

Zwoooooooooosh!

He pulled the trigger on his flamethrower anyway.

A jet-stream of fire came roaring from the barrel of his weapon and cascaded upon the face of the spider queen. But no matter how much fire he squeezed out, the spider queen kept him in her arms. Her head even twisted from side to side, as if curious about him more than she was in pain. After several moments, Ailos stopped squeezing the trigger of his flamethrower, and the spider queen shook her head.

The flames died out; the spider queen was completely unharmed.

Gritting his teeth, Ailos struggled to think up an escape from this situation. All the while, the arachnid mother began opening her mandibles, giving him an uninhibited view of her disgusting mouth. In one last, vain attempt to save himself, Ailos pulled out his wrench, and began bashing it against the head of the spider queen... but to no avail. Each strike was just as fruitless as the last, and she kept pulling him in closer... closer... closer.

Zrrrrt...

“Huh...?"

Ailos stopped, and so too did the spider queen. Both of them turned, their eyes falling on the mound of webbing that was Tora. Despite being covered in layer upon layer of silk, one could see the minotaur's shadow within... for she was glowing bright red. Energy began roaring and tearing out from beneath the pillar of webbing soon after, and no matter how much more webs the baby spiders showered upon her, nothing could stop the minotaur. And once her power reached its zenith...

THOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

“RRRAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

Much like before, a pillar of red and black energy erupted around Tora. It swirled and twirled around her amazonian form, sending out shockwaves that made the entire chamber quake and rumble, and pushed back the baby spiders that surrounded her. All the while, the silk they showered her in burned away into ash, while Tora breathed in a husky manner.

The mighty minotaur was covered in a red aura, one that flowed off her muscular form like a red mist. Her crimson eyes were glowing as well, leering at the army of spiders that surrounded her, and the spider queen that hung up above. Raising her axe above her head, Tora gripped it with both hands, and then--

“RRAAAAAAAHHH!!!"

KRRRAAASSHH!!!

Slammed her blade down upon the ground!

Her wicked strike splintered through the ground, triggering cracks upon the floor. And from these cracks, an overwhelming eruption of crimson energy flowed out like an explosive geyser! All at once, the baby spiders in the room were instantly incinerated and reduced to ash, with Tora standing in the center of it.

Bestial growls escaped the lips of the mighty minotaur, who slowly brought her gaze upwards to face the spider queen. The towering arachnid looked back, her head twisting from side to side, before she opened up her pincers, allowing Ailos to drop.

“Whoaa!?" Pat! “Oof!?"

But instead of falling on the ground where he could possibly break a limb, he was instead caught by Tora. Ailos looked up, where his eyes met the glowing crimson eyes of the empowered minotaur. But then her head turned and she looked upwards, again focusing her gaze on their true target. The spider queen gazed back, before rapidly scurrying off her webbing, and leaping down to the ground.

THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!

A wicked wave of dust was thrown out when she landed, and the earth shook beneath their feet. Despite it all, Tora remained focused on her enemy, even gripped her axe tighter... before gently placing Ailos on the ground.

“Ailos..." she said, “Protect me while I focus on the mother spider."

“Tora..." he whispered back... before clutching his flamethrower and nodding at her, “I've got your back."

“Heh heh..." she looked over, “You're so cool!"

As her words of praised drifted in his ears, the mother spider raised one of her long, powerful limbs, and--

KRASH!

Slammed it down on the ground where they stood, creating another split within its already fragile surface. But Tora and Ailos leaped out of the way, with the mechanist turning to face away from the arachnid queen. Around him, more of her baby spiders descended from the ceiling and emerged from webbing. Just how many eggs were around here? No matter; he knew what he had to do.

Fwooooooooosssssshhh!!!

Squeezing on the trigger of his flamethrower, he shot out a steady stream of flames which he began waving around. Spiders caught by his intense flame were instantly transformed into a ball of fire. Others were immolated outright, their carcasses melting within the powerful flames. His fire then tracked upon the webbing on the floors and walls, which quickly began spreading throughout the chamber.

Despite this, the spider babies continued approaching him, seemingly ignoring his deadly weapon. So long as the arachnid queen remained, they wouldn't stop, couldn't stop! The protection of their nest was all that mattered!

KRASH! KRACK! THRASH!

Behind him, the spider mother attempted to crush Tora beneath her towering limbs. But each strike failed to land as the minotaur proved herself a surprisingly nimble woman. She easily leaped from side to side, dodging strikes whilst approaching the towering arachnid. But the beast was had a surprise of its own. Lowering its head down to the floor, the spider queen opened her mandibles, and--

FWOOOOOOOOSSSSHHHH!

A powerful billow of its own fire came roaring from its gaping maw, where it was concentrated into one, singular beam. This funnel of flames roared towards Tora, who brought her axe up and began spinning it around at impossible speeds. The fire met her axe, but was dispersed and deflected like a barrier was protecting the minotaur. Noticing this, the arachnid queen increased the pressure and power of her fire, not only making them hotter, but causing them to push hard against Tora. She began skidding backwards on the ground, forcing her to slam her hooves down into the ground beneath her.

“Heh...! Is that all you got!?" she shouted above the fire, “I've endured greater flames than this! You're nothing but a pretender! TAKE THIS! RAAAH!"

Slamming her axe down, Tora fired a shockwave from her blade which cleaved the pillar of flames in twain! The projectile of energy did not stop there however, and traveled all the way towards the spider queen's face, where it struck her with enough force to jerk her head back. The beast was dazed by the blow, even shook its head to try and refocus its eight eyes. When it did, it saw that Tora had seemingly vanished. Ailos was still there, firing flames that immolated her children. But the minotaur?

“RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

From above! Tora was falling from above!

The arachnid queen brought her gaze up just in time to watch as the minotaur came crashing down upon her with her axe raised up high. The attack was telegraphed; even her scream seemed purposeful. Regardless, the spider mother raised one of her limbs, and retaliated against her enemy...

SWHING!

“ERRK!?"

Only for the air to be laden with green blood.

With one stroke of her powerful battle axe, Tora cleaved straight through one of the limbs of the arachnid queen. It's thick limb fell to the ground, spewing green blood in all directions and twitching, while the mother spider howled in pain. Despite its powerful carapace, the arachnid queen's defenses were nothing more than butter compared to the minotaur. And her axe was the hot knife.

“Wanna try that again?" asked Tora in a snarky manner as she glared up at the beast.

Resting her blade on her shoulder, the mighty minotaur watched as the now seven-legged spider queen retreated to the wall. It may be a beast, but it was a highly intelligent beast, and was smart enough to know that Tora was incredibly dangerous. But it was not smart enough to know that this was clearly a losing battle.

The arachnid queen placed her thorax close to the wall, raised her abdomen, opened her jaw, and--

“KRRRRAAAARARRKKRKARARAAAKKRRAAAA!!!"

Another supersonic split through the air, causing Ailos' eyes to grow wide. Wincing with pain, he stopped squeezing the trigger of his flamethrower and brought up his hands, trying desperately to force this cry from his ears. Even Tora winced in pain from the cry. Physical strikes she could rebuff, but sound based ones? No, that would take something more unique to counterattack... and Tora had it.

“Shut... the fuck... UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!"

With a mighty roar that only a minotaur could give, Tora's cry split through the air. If Ailos thought the spider queen's cry was painful, then Tora's was downright defeaning! It was so loud, so great, that the mother arachnid's supersonic attack was drowned out completely, and she was forced to relent.

Lashing and thrashing about, the spider queen slammed one of her feet down in the ground so hard, that it sent out a shockwave towards Tora. The minotaur was still shouting however, and hadn't noticed the attack until--

THWOOM!

“AH!?"

The ground erupted at her feet, knocking her axe clear from her hand. It flew through the air with so much force, that it slammed and was embedded into the wall. Tora turned to face her blade, but the wily arachnid queen quickly scurried over to defend the weapon, using her body as a wall.

An insidious chuckle escaped the mandibles of the looming spider, as if it had finally trapped the minotaur in its webbing. But Tora merely chuckled back, amused that this beast thought it had the upper hand on her. Turning around, Ailos gazed at his partner in a confused manner, only to watch as her scarlet aura again appeared around her body. It flowed stronger and brighter than ever before, cackling with electrical bolts of power that twisted around her voluptuous, amazonian figure. And all of that power – all of that fury – traveled right towards Tora's fist.

“Did you really think you could limit me by blocking my axe?" she said whilst leering at the monstrous spider, “You misunderstand. My axe is merely an extension of me. Come a little closer. Let me show you how powerful I am!"

The arachnid queen descended down, its jaws opened wide to give the minotaur and Ailos an unflattering view towards its endless maw. This beast could swallow a man whole... assuming of course, it didn't just shred them to pieces with its powerful mandibles. And right now, all the arachnid queen wanted to do was devour Tora.

And Tora? Well... Tora marched closer. Her mighty hooves stomped into the ground, while she pulled back her supercharged fist. A grin plastered on her face, the minotaur started moving faster and faster, eventually sprinting to meet the open mouth of the arachnid queen. And once they were only a few feet away, Tora pulled her fist back, leaped high into the air, and--

SQUAAAASHHH!

“Ugh...!? AAAHHHH!? EEWWWWW!!!"

GREEN! Green... EVERYWHERE!

Like a giant boot came down on the arachnid queen, it had been squashed, and all of its blood had been spread throughout the chamber in this disgusting green gunk. The spider guts they got on them outside was nothing compared to this; they were practically covered in green!

Rising up from the ground, Ailos shivered in place as his face twisted with discomfort and disgust. He was used to getting dirty, but that's from oil and dirt thanks to machines. This? This!? This was a spider's innards!

Fucking gross!

He wanted to puke... but somehow, he kept it in him to, ya'know, not puke. Didn't make him feel any better...

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Through all the spider blood and his own disgust, Ailos looked up. And what did he see approaching him? Well... Tora, of course! From head to toe she was covered in the green guts of the spider queen, and yet... she was smiling! And it was this toothy, beaming, brash smile too! The kind of smile that would instantly brighten up one's day... even when they were covered in this refuse.

“Heya, Ailos!" said Tora casually... as if she hadn't, ya'know, just crushed a giant spider, “I think we can say... mission accomplish!

In one hand, Tora had her axe back, where she lifted it up, and rested it on her shoulder. In her other hand however.

“Whoa..."

She was holding the head of the arachnid queen.

…

Sunset skies cascaded from the heavens, painting the heavens a variety of colors. There were the harsh reds, oranges and yellows as the sun steadily disappeared over the horizon, mixing with the dark blues, indigos and purples as night began to take hold. He was used to seeing the sunset on the ocean in Seabloom, while in Stahlheim, it was difficult to see if one was in the bottom levels. So to gaze up and watch the sunset in the forest was a unique experience.

If only he could properly enjoy it.

“Aaah... man... this bites..."

His clothes. His light brown shorts and pressed white shirt – the attire he wore for this little venture – were all marred by the green blood of the spider nest. It had mostly dried in the time since their defeat of the arachnid queen and her babies, but no matter how many times they dropped their clothes into the riverside, they couldn't clean the blood out.

Was this punishment for some unknown slight against the gods? He was really thinking it.

Sitting on his mechanical stool, Ailos continued raising his arms and checking himself over, making absolute sure that he at least got all the spider guts off of him. After today, he never wanted to see a spider again. He was typically a lot nicer to bugs compared to others, but from now on, the moment he saw one of those eight-legged freaks, he was going to whip out his blowtorch!

“Heh heh! Are you just gonna sit there all night?" came a certain voice from behind.

“Oh, Tora, you're back."

Turning around, Ailos faced the minotaur, who was making her return from the cave. Despite having her powerful body and armored clothing being marred by the green blood of the spiders, she wore this boisterous grin on her lips. She wasn't bothered by what was currently oozing down her body... if only he could agree.

“There's no more spiders in there," said Tora as she stole a few glances at the nearby cave, “If any survived our attack, they've run off by now. Probably to go terrorize some other cave somewhere," she looked back, “What about you? Heh... I can tell you're not liking all that blood on you."

“What? Is it that obvious?" Ailos replied sarcastically before shaking his head, “It's... soaking into my clothes and... ugh! I don't even wanna think about how much got in my hair!"

“Hah hah hah! Look, instead of just sitting here moping about, why don't we go clean this shit off?" Tora stated, causing Ailos to pull back, “That waterfall over there spits out clean water from upper areas of the ravine. We can use it as a shower!"

“Wh-what? Tora... you can't be serious," Grab! “Wha?"

“Nope! I mean... yup! I am serious! Let's get going!"

“Oh man... whoa!?"

With Tora's arm around his thin waist, the rambunctious minotaur rushed towards the waterfall in the difference, clearing the distance in a matter of seconds. The water from above fell into a small basin, one that was laden with smooth stones and rocks at its perimeter. Soft steam billowed from the cascading water flow, painting the area in a slightly opaque fog. There was a small lip that jutted out from the land and extended beneath the waterfall, giving them a place to stand while they bathed.

As they came closer and closer to the waterfall, Ailos could feel his cheeks turning redder and redder. A shower meant getting clean, and getting clean meant getting naked. Tora couldn't be so brazen as to expect them to start bathing together, right? In the nude? No, she would take her time, and he would take his time... right?

Right!?

“Okay!"

Thud!

“Ooof!? Aaaah..."

Suddenly dropping down, Ailos groaned on the ground in slight pain. He remained there for several moments while--

Click! Clank! Swift! Swoop! Clang!

“Huh...?"

His eyes grew wide and he looked forward. Falling on the ground just a few feet away, was Tora's clothes. Her armored bikini top fell down, followed by her skirt, her axe's harness, and her armored panties. Each article of clothing made Ailos shiver in place, his mouth agape in shock, embarrassment... and ever growing arousal.

Tora was naked. Tora was completely naked. He brought his gaze up to see her, but--

“Heh heh heh!"

The mighty minotaur was quick and rushed forward, slipping behind the large rock in front of them, and vanishing into the mist of the waterfall. Sitting upright, Ailos could see the shadow of Tora's silhouette as she began frolicking in the waters from the cliff side. He could hear her yelp from its sudden coldness, before giggling and laughing while her body sashayed from side to side. All the while, he sat there, his cheeks incredibly red, eyes incredibly wide, and mouth incredibly small. Heat began thumping through his body soon after, and his gaze traveled down to drink in the erotic and voluptuous outline of the mighty minotaur.

This was... bad. If he was already getting aroused before when he was just looking at her clothed body, then seeing her completely naked would make his desires balloon further! Thankfully, Tora was already in the waterfall. He could turn around, return to camp, and just wait until she was done. If she asks later why he didn't join her, he could just make up a lie or something.

So he turned around. And he took a step forward. And...

“Where do you think you're going, Ailos."

“Ugh!? Uuuhhh..."

Ailos froze in place... and then slowly turned around.

He really...

Really.

Wished he did not turn around.

Standing before him, her hands on her hips and this boisterous smile on her lips, was Tora. Water cascaded down her now glistening form, making it radiate in the sunset light from above. The ties that kept her hair into their twintails had been undone, allowing her long, luscious, scarlet locks to fall and fall and fall and fall and fall. They were so long that they came down to her hooves, while hair had also fallen to rest along her shoulders and chest. Like a perfect veil to obscure something erotic, her hair aligned with her nipples and areola, covering them both. Same too with her womanhood, which was also covered by her scarlet hair.

For a few moments, Tora stood there and Ailos did likewise, frozen like a moment in time. The brown eyes of the mechanist drank in the entirety of the minotaur's form, starting from her opulent white horns, all the down to her hard brown hooves. The grin she wore on her face made her larger than life, and the pose she wore helped to further amplify this feeling. And all as water softly flowed down her amazonian body. It matted down her hair, curved along her bosom, and slipped along every individual ridge of her hardened abs.

Ailos' eyes swelled and his mind began short-circuiting; struggling to process what he was seeing before him. Tora meanwhile reached down and grabbed him by his shoulder, before – with one hand – easily lifting him up.

“C'mon! C'mon!" she said, “Get your clothes off! Heh heh!"

“W-wait! Tora! I-- haahha?"

The minotaur was an odd woman. She was as brutally strong as the greatest of titans, yet still had a level of refinement – a level of control – that some aristocrats struggled to obtain. Instead of tearing his clothes off like one would expect of a minotaur, Tora's surprisingly nimble fingers began to travel upon his body. She undid the buttons of his shirt, unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants, all with flawless movements. Even his boots and socks weren't spared, as she pulled them off too! Before Ailos knew it, he was just as naked as Tora, and being carried in her arms like a little baby.

How did she move this fast!?

Tora turned, facing the waterfall as her powerful and sultry arms cradled Ailos' thin and feminine body. He often heard horror stories about how feral minotaurs carry their prey off to their lairs to do all sorts of atrocious things to them. Torture them... eat them... rape them. So many terrible things.

And here he was, being carried in the arms of one such minotaur, where all he could feel was... attraction? Her broad shoulders, her strong arms, her curvaceous amazonian figure, and all with this grinning face on her lips. Tora's vivacious personality and powerful form created a being – a woman – who was... one of a kind.

SPLAAASSSHH!!!

“GAH!?"

“YEAH! HAH HAH!"

Water from above fell upon them both, causing the green blood of the spiders to be washed away from his thin body. Ailos kicked and flailed slightly in Tora's arm, while she herself laughed. He eventually relaxed in her arms, where he stared up to see that the minotaur had also stopped laughing. She just... looked at him. Her red eyes glowing, her hair falling around her head, and this smirk on her lips.

But this smirk was different from her other smirks. This smirk wasn't boisterous and overwhelming. This smirk held this warmth behind it. This smirk felt so... doting? Affectionate, even? It left Ailos feeling conflicted, because he's never seen such an expression on a person before, not directed towards him, and definitely not from Tora.

“OKAY!" she suddenly said, dropping the face and pulling the both of them out from under the shower, “Whooo! That rushing waterfall really helps get the blood off, don't it? Heh heh! Is it cold, Ailos?"

“I uh... um... uh... a-a little bit..." he replied.

The water was cold, but he was used to swimming in colder waters near Seabloom... but that's not why he was unaffected. His body was so hot and steaming, that it would take colder water than this to properly make him cool off. Thankfully, he used his legs to cover... that area of his body, hiding his affection from the minotaur.

“Let's sit over there," said Tora as she glanced towards nearby rocks they could sit upon, “I'll wash your back, you can wash mine. Got it?"

“Um... y-yeah. Got it."

Walking over towards the spot, Tora sat down upon the rocks, resting Ailos in her lap as she did so. His cheeks red and eyes wide, he was relaxed against the minotaur's mighty body, his head resting upon her busty, firm chest. Again his body grew hot, while Tora casually reclined against the rocks behind her and placed her hand upon his shoulder.

Under her guidance, Ailos was turned around to face the river in front of him. His cheeks were incredibly red and his eyes were closed shut, trying desperately to force an out of body experience. Anywhere would be better than here... no matter how much he enjoyed it.

Tora's thighs were strong and chiseled, yet they felt so good to sit upon. The abs of her stomach created the perfect rest for his back to lay against... and of course, there was her breasts. So big, busty and firm; resting his head against them was like resting his head against soft stones.

Try, try with all his might to ignore where he was sitting and the fact that they were both naked, but nothing could help Ailos escape these thoughts. All the while, Tora kept one hand on his shoulder, while her other hand dipped into the waters. Cupping upwards, she picked up some of the water, raised it above Ailos' head, and proceeded to pour it upon him.

“Haaah...!"

“Heh heh... it's cold, isn't it?" said the minotaur rhetorically, “But you can take it. I can tell you can."

“Haaah... Tora..." Splash! “Mmmph!"

More water fell upon Ailos' head, making him shiver in place. All the while, the spider's blood was steadily cleaned from his body. Despite her brutal nature, Tora was precise with her touch and movements. She didn't just pour water on his head, she also stroked her hand along his thin form, cleaning away dirt and grime with her touch directly. It would be easier of course if they were in a tub, with actual soaps and rags. But there was something oddly... passionate about cleaning out next to a waterfall. Was it because of how primal and feral it made him feel? Cleaning not with modern tools, but merely with the touch of each others' hands?

No. That's not it. He could be cleaning naked in the forest with anyone, and he was sure it wouldn't feel quite like this. So why? Why was there such closeness between them, such passion? It didn't really take a genius to figure out why.

It's because he was with Tora.

A shudder traveled through Ailos' body, followed by a gasp from his lip. All the while, Tora's practiced hand continued traveling along his body. She brought her hands over his shoulder, then gently palmed his flat chest... before slowly working her hand down towards his waist.

These powerful hands of hers swung an axe with the practiced ease of a performer with a baton. They also easily crushed the earth beneath her with a single punch! And also with a single punch, her hand was capable of outright flattening the arachnid queen like she was a normal spider beneath a boot.

But now...

Now those hands of hers were gently traveling along Ailos' flesh. She didn't squeeze him too hard, nor did she touch him too gently. All of her touches were practiced and perfected, gliding along him, and causing his chest to swell. Losing control over his senses, the mechanist began panting beneath Tora's superior touch, and his eyes closed shut. He even tipped his head back, while the minotaur's touch grew more courageous. She began pressing into him, harder, firmer, with both hands stroking from his stomach up to his chest; again and again and again. Biting into his bottom lip, Ailos tried – and failed – to stifle a groan which arose from his throat.

“Ngghh...!"

Then his eyes widened.

“Heh heh heh..."

And Tora's chuckles flowed into his ears.

It was too late! She'd have to be stupid to not notice his blatant arousal with the situation! She was outright groping him, and he enjoyed every moment of it! But now that he returned to reality, his cheeks turned red not only from arousal, but from embarrassment. He even opened his mouth to make some defense, but...

Touch!

“AH!?"

His eyes swelled again... and then he looked down.

Tora's hand was no longer touching his shoulder. Tora's hand was no longer touching his chest. Tora's hand was no longer touching her stomach. No, no, no. Tora's hand was right between his legs. That erection he was trying to hide, the arousal and desire he held for her body... was no longer a secret. Standing tall between Ailos' legs was his surprisingly long and thick cock. It throbbed with the vitality of a healthy, virile and spry young man, while his hefty balls swayed below. And around the shaft of his cock, gripping him with the same practiced ease she gripped her axe, was Tora's hand.

“Heh heh heh!" she laughed into his ear, making him shiver, “Look at what we got here. And I was thinking you left your gun at the campsite. Heh heh heh!"

“T-T-Torrraaaa!" Ailos groaned back as he gripped her arm, “Your hand...!"

“Heh heh heh! Yeah, my hand," she replied... before licking her lips like she was sizing up succulent meat, “My hand is around your cock. And your cock is throbbing so fucking hard. Heh heh heh..."

Stroke! Splash!

“Nngghh...!"

With a jerk back of her wrist, Tora ran her powerful palm along the fullness of Ailos' cock. From the base up to the glands, she jerked him with enough strength to make the water around his waist splash up. The mechanist groaned, then gasped for air, all from just one pump of her hand. But Tora was not done yet.

Fap! Splash! Fap! Splash! Fap! Splash! FAPFAPFAP! SPLASSSHHH!!!

“GUH! AAHH~! HAAAH~~!"

“Heh heh heh! Yeah! Like that! Keep moaning like that! Fuck! You're so fucking cute!"

Tora's grip grew stronger, manhandling his cock with this possessive grasp. The individual ridges of her muscular grip teased every inch of his taut cock, be it the veins, the glands, or the base. And as she grew faster and faster with her domineering pumping, Ailos lost grip over his senses.

Grabbing upon Tora's arm for support, the mechanist allowed his primal instincts to take over, driving him to thrust with his hips into the minotaur's awaiting hand. She wasn't just jerking him off; he was fucking her hand back in earnest, causing the water to splash around them! And as he fucked her palm, Tora's other hand reached up to grab his chest, again groping him as they both worked in tandem to bring pleasure to his cock.

“Do it," she whispered before pursing his lips to kiss the side of his head, “Chu. C'mon, do it. Chu~ cum for me, Ailos. Mmmmfff...! Chu! You cute boy you. Chu chu chu! Cum! Cum! Nnghh! Cum all over my fucking hand~"

“Haaah! Haaah! Aahah ~~! Aahhnn~~ Aaahh~~!"

Splort! Splurrt! Spluuurrrt!

Just as Tora demanded, she received. Beneath the cool waters of the riverside, Ailos began climax all over the minotaur's possessive hand. Pearly-white seed shot from the tip of his dick, taking the form of thick globs which steadily rose up to the surface of the river. But Tora didn't stop there. Jerking her hand back and forth, she drew out his orgasm as long as it could go, sending twitches and shivers throughout his body as his balls drew close.

He was shooting out so much seed; far more than he's ever done while masturbating. And all of that seed – so thick, stringy and gooey – was flowing along with the river. But, no, not all of it. Tora rose her hand, tracking some of his seed upon her powerful fingers as he slumped back against her body. And as his cum oozed down her hand, she tilted her head at it, and then...

“Nmmph...! Mmmmmmmm..."

Stuck it into her mouth.

Even with the river water, Ailos' cum was not diluted in the least bit. It was salty, bitter, thick, and so damn hot! Sticking it deep into her mouth, Tora swirled her tongue around her digits and began sucking it all down. It sent a heat throughout her body, which caused her to push out her chest and groan with a lurid desire.

“Aaah... so good..." she whispered once her fingers left her lips.

For a moment, Ailos' mind struggled to catch up, and once it did, he was left wondering... what the hell just happened!? Did Tora really jerk him off until he came all over her hand? Yes... yes she did. And from the way she grabbed his body, it was clear to him that things weren't going to stop here.

Slowly, Ailos turned around to face Tora, who tilted her head at him. She had that face again; the same face she wore when they were briefly under the waterfall. Wearing that affectionate smirk on her lips once more, the minotaur drew her hand along his chest, before clutching his chin to tip his head upwards.

“Why don't we return to the camp? I think we're going to get even dirtier."

Ailos nodded.

…

“Mmmm! Nmmmph! Hmmmm!"

“Mmmph~! Hnnn~! Haaaaahh~~! Nnnmmph!"

The cackling embers of their nearby fire, shot rays of light upon their intertwined bodies. Their wet bodies glowed in the light, shimmering in colors of red, yellow, and flesh. They should have dried off when they left the river. They even tried to dry off. But they just couldn't take their hands off of one another.

Ailos and Tora's lips crashed against one another, melded in this sordid dance of lust and desire. Their kisses were loud and tongues lewd, swirling, slapping, and licking one another as they swapped spit and hunger. He was atop her, his thin body resting against her amazonian form, while her hand was draped slightly on his shoulder and back. Head rested on a nearby crate for support, the minotaur remained propped up so that her lover could have complete access to her body.

And Ailos did not let such an offer go to waste.

His trembling fingers traveled up and down her amazonian body, stroking along her form. Every inch of Tora's body was infused with power. These furry legs that could shatter a building with a single kick. These shapely hips that propelled her forward. These powerful abs that were so firm and taut. And... haahahaha... these big, busty breasts.

As he furiously kissed Tora and tasted from her powerful lips, Ailos' nimble hands squeezed upon her chest. A lurid groan left the minotaur, but she kept up the pace. Instead she reached up with her other hand, placing both on his back to squeeze him softly. As she drew him in closer, he continued exploring her busty bosom, his hands cupping in from the bottom.

Squeeeeeeeeeezzzzeeeeeeee!

“Nnghh~! Yeah...! Haaah! That's it!"

Ailos may look dainty and feminine, but he was still a mechanic, and a damn good one at that. Twisting all those gears and making all those machines, required a lot of strength to be packed in his androgynous form. And now that surprising strength was being used to squeeze Tora's tits so damn tight!

He had compared her bosom to soft, smooth stones before, but now he realized he was wrong. Tora's breasts weren't like stones, Tora's breasts were like shapely, malleable steel! Squeezing and lifting them, he felt their heavy weight push back down on his sweaty palms. Damn! How did she handle breasts this big and heavy!? He watched her leap through the air with all the grace of a rabbit with these things weighing her down!? She was truly amazing!

Around and around and around his fingers began groping her tits, running along the curvature of her bosom before coming up to her plump and rigid nipples. They ground against the palms of his hands as he squeezed in, kneading her bosom, and sending thrilling bolts straight up her spine.

Ailos looked forward as their nose pressed in close. Tora's red eyes were glowing as she grinned at him, while all he could do was pant desperately. Once, twice, thrice they pursed their lips in unison, kissing one another chastely before pulling back. And then his eyes slowly slid down, followed by his head as he moved towards her bosom.

“Mmmmph!"

Plap!

“Heh heh heh!"

With all the desire one could ascribe to a young man, Ailos dove his face right between Tora's tits. Her boobs of steel easily cradled his head, lifted him as well. He could imagine all the times he could lay his head on her bosom. After a hard day's work in the garage. Maybe on the couch while listening to radio. Perhaps in bed during sleep. Or maybe – just like right now – resting his head on her tits beneath the stars.

But, no. Right now, Ailos wasn't planning on doing anything as chaste as merely resting on her tits. Nooooooo, the mechanist was groping her tits, kneading her tits, and then pursing his lips so that he could kiss her tits! Again and again and again, he tasted the sweat that flowed off her form. Even though the fight with the spiders was hours ago now, he could still taste the salt off of her powerful skin. That drove him down further to his true target: her nipple.

“Nomph~!"

“Yeah! Heh heh! That's it!"

Fuck! Such a strong, tough nipple! When Ailos wrapped his lips around it, he didn't just suck gently, he outright bit on it! Pulling back too, he tested the strength and elasticity of her nipple as it stretched back... before he opened up his mouth...

Snap!

And let it bounce back!

Tora grinned and chuckled while her firm tit jiggled before settling down. Ailos then raised his hands and clutched the side of her bosom, idly groping her with his face entranced. Dropping down, he extended his tongue and dragged it upon both of her nipples, tasting more of her flesh and body. Each lick, each suck, each slurp, drugged him more and more on her superior, amazonian body.

As he indulged in her tits, Tora lifted her leg, Gently, she placed it between Ailos' legs... where she began grinding her knee up against his cock and balls. The mechanist tensed up and his eyes swelled as the strong, furry leg of the minotaur graced his cock. Again, she did so softly, despite all the power she had. Her knee ran from his sensitive balls, up the shaft of his cock, and straight to the tip, before sliding back down again. All in flawless motion after flawless motion.

“Heh heh... wanna feel super good, Ailos?" asked Tora, to which he nodded furiously.

“Yeah! Mm-hm!" he replied, fidgeting in place.

“Heh! Good boy," she tapped his shoulder and began curling a finger towards herself, “Stand up then. Stand up right here in front of me. I'll show you something really fucking good!"

Ailos bit into his bottom lip, and then nodded once again. Under Tora's guidance, he got up on his wobbling feet, standing in front of her. With how big she was relative to him, and how she was laying over as she was, that caused his cock to line up perfectly with her chest.

Tora's big, perky, perfect tits, raised up and down with her every breath, expanding... and then settling. Throughout their adventure, he had been enamored by her bosom, and how she flaunted it thanks to her skimpy bikini armor. Now it was presented before him, taunting him with their shape, their size, their firmness, their strength. And to make them just that much more appealing...

“HAH!"

Tighten!

“Ah!?"

Tora flexed, and Tora flexed hard. Pushing up with her chest, her musculature grew tense, and her breasts squeezed hard together! Now more than ever, they appeared bigger, fuller, stronger too! How is that even possible!?

But between her tits – taunting him like some sordid seal – was a slight gap. Tora grinned then look down, guiding Ailos' eyes towards that tight gap between her breasts.

“Do it," she said, “I know you wanna! Heh heh heh! Take that big dick of yours and fuck my tits something fierce!"

Ailos didn't need to be told twice!

Reaching forward, the mechanist placed his hands on one of Tora's tits, bracing himself against him. Then he pulled a hand back to grip upon the base of his cock. Drawing it forward, he tapped his dick against her firm and taut tit, watching it quiver slightly even as she flexed. But then he dragged the tip of his dick over towards that tight seal between her breasts, smearing lines of precum about as he did so.

His cock stopped. Once everything was lined up, he pushed slightly, just enough to penetrate the valley of her breasts. Already, the intense tightness of her flexed breasts clamped around his cock, but he wasn't done yet! Reaching out, he again placed both hands on Tora's shoulders, took a few moments to brace himself... and then pushed in!

THLAP!

“AAAHH~~!"

“YEAH! HAH HAH!"

Ailos' long, thick, hot cock, pierced Tora's tits, pushing in all the way inside! The tightness, the strength, the warmth, the size! It all wrapped around his cock, squeezing it like her breasts were a serpent threatening to swallow him whole! He'd let her do it too, just to feel more of this pleasure. Tora's steel tits easily held his cock hostage, and with its tightening grasp due to her flex, he'd have to truly fight to fuck her breasts!

So he fought. He fought so fucking hard!

Sliiiiiiideee... THLAP! Sliiiiiideeee... THLAP! Sliiiiiiiideee... THLAP!

“AAAHH~! HAAAH ~~~! AAAHHHNN~~~!"

Sliiiiiiddeeeeee... THLAP THLAP THLAP!!!

The precum from his dick. The sweat on her body. The lingering water from the riverside. It all slid down Tora's chest and right into her tits, creating this perfect lubricant for his cock. It allowed Ailos to slide his dick all the way out... and slam it back in with this audible 'THLAP!' of a noise! And when his flat hips smacked against Tora's tits, a quiver was sent out through her chest.

And it was incredible. This feeling of pleasure could not be described as the smooth and firm flesh of her tits, rubbed against the taut and hot flesh of his dick. It was so great he nearly lost control over his legs, causing him to tumble forward! But before he could fall completely, Ailos placed his hands on Tora's horns, gripping them tight.

Oh... so firm... so smooth... but with these fine points at the end. How did he not marvel at her horns before? They were so powerful, they could gored a man with ease. No amount of armor would protect you if Tora decided to ram straight forward!

“Heh heh heh!"

She chuckled as his sweaty palms held upon her. Then she reached back out, and wrapped her arms and hands around his waist. One hand even clutched upon his cute, pert butt, where she idly groped him before looking up.

“Keep going, Ailos~"

“Mm-hmm...!"

THLAP! THLAP! THLAP! THLAP! THLAP!

That sound! That sensual, sordid, sweaty, sound! It echoed out every time Ailos' burly and thick cock slammed into Tora's tits! And it was getting faster and faster! He was getting faster and faster, stronger and stronger too!

Through flaring nostrils and gritted teeth, the mechanist let out deep, primal groans that filled the air around them. They mixed with the loud slapping of their flesh, while his hip thrusting grew quicker and quicker. His tight and heavy balls also smacked against Tora's tits, circulating and flowing with the seed deep inside. And with the way his cock began tightening further and further, his load was going to come out thick, violent, and--

“GUH!"

SPLORT! SPLURRT! SPLURRRRT! SPLOORRT!

Loud. So very damn loud.

Deep within Tora's tits and around Ailos' cock, his thick, hot seed exploded like a bomb underwater. Strands of jizz shot out from the minotaur's breasts, spreading like the webs of a... well... spider. Voluminous and virile, they slid down his length, and splattered atop, within, and even under her bosom. And when he thought he couldn't give out anymore...

TIGHTEN!

“AAAH~~!?"

Tora flexed again, squeezing her tits around his cock and forcing it to--

SPLORT! SPLURRRT!

Oh yes, it wasn't just her hand that could prolong an orgasm! With a flex alone, she forced his balls to pepper within her tits even more seed! She wouldn't stop until she rung him dry, forcing him to cum until he physically couldn't cum anymore! And as the final--

SPURT!

Left his dick...

“Aahh...!"

Ailos fell back... only for Tora to lift him up. Grinning, the minotaur leaned him gently on her shoulder, one hand on his butt, and the other hand on his back. Together, she laxly kneaded his body, touching him in a soothe manner. And all Ailos could do was pant for breath, while struggling to return from reality.

His thick and hot cum was oozing down and between her tits, while the musky odor of it filled the air. Looking over, he saw his jizz stain Tora's otherwise perfect amazonian form, and pondered at how he was capable of producing that much seed. He couldn't think for too much longer however, as Tora...

“Okaaay! Now it's my turn!"

“Wh-what? Y-you're turn? Aahh!?"

Like how she handled her axe, Tora began to manhandle his body. Ailos flipped around, his eyes wide and face blank as he watched the moon and skies overhead flip into view and vanish... as he was laid upside down. His head was planted firmly on the ground, and his legs dangled in the air. Confused, he tried to move, but--

“Nuh-uh-uh! Stay right there, Ailos!"

Tora's hand gripped his thigh, holding him in place. Gently she squeezed him, kneaded his flesh too, both working to soothe him down. He kicked a bit, but only because he couldn't help but to move around. Then he looked down... errr... up, so that he could gaze towards Tora's face.

Her head was hovering next to his crotch, gazing down towards him as his cock grew flaccid. Tilting his head at her in confusion, he watched as the minotaur reached her hand up and began stroking it along his stomach. This went on for several moments until her powerful fingers came over to his penis.

“You've really got a thick cock, Ailos," said Tora with a teasing chuckle as she stroked her digits along his tender flesh, “I'm not done toying with it, so let's get it back up to 100%! Heh heh...! And I'm not gonna wait for it."

“T... nngh...! T-Tora... what are you... doing...?"

“Heh heh... just doing something a little... special," she replied, “Let me show you."

Pursing her lips, Tora leaned in and planted a kiss right upon his pert, shapely butt. Ailos' eyes widened and he gasped, stunned by how brazen she was being. But Tora did not stop there. She kissed his butt – one cheek to the other – all while working her way to the center. Sweat percolated on his form as the minotaur casually manhandled his body, eventually pushing him over until his back was in a hard 'C'.

With a level of limberness that surprised even him, Ailos was completely upside down with his feet resting on the ground beside his head! Her hands on his thighs, Tora kept his legs spread while she loomed above him. Grinning, a few taunting chuckles left her lips while her red eyes focused on his balls. Now then...

“Mmph!"

“Huaah~!? Aahh~~!"

Tora's hungry mouth wrapped around one of his balls, kissing it, sucking it, letting her tongue run along its smooth surface. The sensitive flesh of his scrotum were relentlessly teased by the minotaur's superior mouth, making Ailos pant, moan, and push out his chest. All the while, Tora continued sucking his balls deeply, her spit oozing down the curvature of his sack.

Each lick, each kiss, each soft nibble, caused his already hard cock to twitch and tighten even more. Eventually, his dick wasn't flesh and blood, but more comparable to hot steel with how rigid it was! Desperately, Ailos needed a release from his pleasure... but for Tora, this was just the appetizer.

With a devious grin on her lips, the minotaur brought her palms over and began squeezing his body... and then spreading it open.

Oh yes. There it was; her target. Heh heh! Time to dine!

“MMMPH!"

“AAHAAHHAAAA~~~!? WH-WHAT!? TOORRAAAA!?"

Tora's mouth...

Was on his ass!

Pinned down as he was, there was nothing Ailos could do but squeeze his hands and curl his toes. The minotaur showed incredible hunger, even as her lips and tongue toyed with such a dirty area of his body. She kissed his asshole, licked it, all while moaning deep into his body. Panting with his mouth agape, the mechanist struggled to even think, let alone parse what was currently befalling him!

She didn't just lick his asshole, didn't just kiss it, she downright feasted upon it! Her ravenous rimjob sent jolts throughout his body, and forced random cries from his lips. He couldn't think, couldn't speak; could only melt from the pleasure his domineering mistress gave him.

Grabbing his legs tighter, Tora pulled him even closer against her body. Her mouth then opened, a smile spreading on her lips as she used her long, thick, bovine tongue to outright penetrate Ailos' anus. He felt her powerful and sensitive muscle spread apart his asshole and push inside, where he quickly clamped down upon her in instinctive retaliation. Tora's relentless anal assault sent jolts throughout his body, making his balls bulge again, and his cock grew harder and harder.

No matter what, even if he wanted to remain as soft as possible, it was impossible. Tora was in control over his body, not him. And under her control, she caused his cock to return to maximum length! The pleasure was great, the feeling of her tongue squirming around in his ass was equal parts exhilarating and weird. But it all reached its thunderous crescendo where – with a practiced ease – Tora's tongue pushed against his prostate.

And Ailos exploded.

“GAH! AAHH ~~! FUCK~ NNGGHH~ AAAHHHAAA~~~!"

SPLURRRT!

All over his own face and chest.

Ailos' thick dick throbbed and twitched, shooting strands of cum upon his upper torso. He clinched and gritted his teeth, while his own heated seed made a mess of him. Fuck, how could he still be cumming so hard? First by her hand, then through her tits, and now by her rimjob? And it was still so damn intense! She was putting his body through the wringer!

And it was only getting started.

Ailos laid there, panting for breath as his own cum oozed down his chest. Moving back, Tora removed herself from his legs, allowing him to flop on the ground like wet noodles. But she did not remain away for long. Sitting up next to him, the mintoaur dragged her fingers along her tits, causing his cum to ooze on her digits. A haughty giggle left her lips as she watched his spunk ooze down her digits... before she plugged them into her mouth.

“Mmmph~!"

Gently, she suckled down his cum, indulging in its taste and texture. As it oozed along her tongue and down her throat, she continued licking her fingers clean, while her other hand groped at her busty, firm tit. Her pleasure continued mounting, her pussy twitching and throbbing. Her desire continued mounting, and as her red eyes trailed down towards Ailos' crotch, she had her target.

“Heh heh heh!"

“Huh? T-Tora...?" Grab! “Uh!?"

Reaching down, the minotaur's powerful arm wrapped around his thin waist. He gasped as he was lifted up casually by Tora, who rested him over her shoulder. Laughing hardily, she stood up straight, her powerful, amazonian body illuminated by their bustling fireplace.

There was nothing he could do. Tora's strong arm had him by the waist, and she brought her other hand over. Gently, she palmed Ailos' pert butt, coaxing a surprised yip from his lips as her fingers sank into his flesh. Around and around and around, she groped his ass, moving it in circles. Soft moans began leaving Ailos' lips, rising higher and higher as Tora grew faster and firmer. He gritted his teeth, feeling his cock steadily grow harder and harder. Hell, did it even get soft after his last climax? She was making sure he never grew flaccid!

Suddenly, her hand left his ass... well... not without a parting--

Smack!

“AAAH~!?"

“Heh heh heh! Yeah! I fucking love those noises of yours!" Tora said as she looked over at Ailos, “So don't close those cute lips of yours. I wanna hear them all! Heh heh! Hah!"

With more flawless exertion of her strength, the minotaur turned him around so that he could rest on her shoulder and face him. Specifically, his cock was pointed straight towards her face. Grinning, Tora looked down towards Ailos' dick, which was steaming with sweat, precum and jizz.

The smell that wafted off his length flowed into her nostrils and sent shivers down her spine, making her chest swell and drawing more chuckles from her lips. Leaning in, she placed his cock against her cheek, rubbing his dick with her face. It traveled along her nose, her lips, her chin, all as she ran up and down. Each stroke made his cock twitch and drew lustful groans from her lips. Reaching down, he grabbed a hold of her horns to brace himself against her, while looking down to watch her continued indulging of his dick.

Pursing her lips, Tora began kissing his cock. Each press made his cock throb and straighten up further as he felt her powerful lips press to the side of his dick, the shaft, the tip, and the base. And each kiss caused his already swelling manhood to tighten further. But Tora did not stop there. Extending her long, bovine tongue, the minotaur began licking along his cock, brushing her tongue against the spreading veins which ran up and down his length. Each lick was precise and strong, triggering twitches and jolts throughout Ailos' body. He tried to keep it in, but he just couldn't hold himself against her superior and voracious skill! It only stopped when Tora stopped. And Tora...

“Haah..."

Just stopped.

Ailos doubled over, panting for breath. All from a few licks and kisses, he was reduced to ragged breathing. He leaned up, thinking she was finally done... but nope! Tora's open mouth was positioned with his long cock, smiling as she breathed her hot air all over his twitching member. Each deep breath sent jolts down his spine and caused him to grit his teeth. Now came the--

“Mmmmph!"

“OOOOOHHHH~~~!?"

Tora's hungry mouth wrapped around Ailos' cock. And 'hungry' was the only word for it. Without hesitation, she pushed down around his member, taking it all the way into her mouth and beyond. Straight into her throat, the minotaur had no qualms downing the entirety of his length, not stopping until--

“Nmph..."

“HOOH!!!"

Her lips pressed to his pelvis, buried in his blond pubic hair. She was completely wrapped around his cock, from her teeth, to her tongue, to her spit, to her throat; not one inch of Ailos' burly dick was spared. He gripped hard upon her horns, groaning loud and from the throat, while his hips pushed forward to further bury his length into her mouth. But this was just the beginning.

Keeping her hand around Ailos' thin waist, Tora began pumping her head back and forth along his length. Her pace was gentle at first despite her hungry start, as she dragged her lips slowly from the base of his dick to the tip and back again. The strength in her hold – both of her hands and her mouth – all sent shudders throughout his body. More throaty groans were forced from his lips as he felt every inch of the minotaur's hungry mouth, pleasure every inch of his burly dick.

“Tora...! Haaah~~~! Tooorraaaa~" he groaned, his back arching as he let his moans fill the campsite around them.

“Hmph hmph hmph!"

Even muffled, her hardy laughter had this strength which resonated throughout his body. He was on the verge of his... what? Third, no, fourth climax? And yet, Tora casually sat there, one arm wrapped around his waist to keep him upright, while the other hand sat on her hip. She wore this smile on her lips even with her mouth filled with cock, and she enjoyed his taste.

It was salty, but it was also musky and manly. All those hours spent in the hot confides of a garage had soaked into the very depths of his being. If Tora squeezed really hard, she'd no doubt taste oil and gas off of his body!

“Oh my...! Fuck!" Ailos groaned, his hefty balls drawing close to his body, “I...! Nngghhaaa~ I can't keep this... ohooho~! G-going anymore!"

“Slurp! Slhurrrp! Sluuck!"

“AAH!? HAAAAHHAA~~!?"

Hearing his words, Tora suddenly intensified her voracious fellatio. Her head began thrusting back and forth, red hair flowing as his cock was assailed by the feeling of her lips, teeth, tongue, and throat, over and over again! Lips, teeth, tongue, throat! Lips, teeth, tongue, throat! Lips, teeth, tongue, throat! Lips, teeth, tongue, throat! Again, and again, and again, and again, and again! Faster, faster, faster! Harder, harder, harder! So much pleasure! Too damn intense! He just couldn't... take it any more!!!

“AHAAAAHAAAAA~~~!"

GLORP! SPLORK! GLURRP!

He was right. Tora truly was putting him through the wringer. By the time she was through with him, he'd be completely drained of his all his cum... and probably everything else as well.

Thick globules of sperm pumped from his balls, through his dick, and straight into the minotaur's mighty mouth. Despite his relentless number of climaxes before, his body seemed forced to produce more! Was this Tora's doing? Why was he filling out her mouth, staining her tongue, her teeth, even flooding his throat, with his thick cum? He could feel him launch the depths of his very soul straight into her awaiting maw!

And when it was done – when all of those lewd noises finally died down, Ailos' body flopped backwards like a wet blanket, and his cock 'Shloped!' out of Tora's lips.

Thud!

“Oooooooooh... nngghh..."

He laid there on the ground, staring up to the moonlit skies overhead. Tora however continued sitting there, swathing his thick cum around with her tongue. One could hear her moaning lustfully, enjoying the salty and bitter taste of his spunk. Oh, there was even a bit of sweetness to it. For a woman with her palette, so many combining tastes meant one thing; Ailos was delicious!

As he laid there, struggling to catch up with his innumerable orgasms, he heard Tora's footsteps. They 'Thumped!' towards him, triggering this light quake. Was she doing that on purpose? Just to taunt him? To torture him? The longer he spent time with her, the more he realized that she was a true minotaur, through and through. And now that minotaur...

Thump...!

Was looming above his head.

Ailos looked up, his gaze coming face to face with Tora's hairy mound. Red hair covered her pussy in a thick bush of pubic hair. It wasn't excessive – he couldn't see it without her armored panties on – but it was damn near close! And now that hairy pussy was hanging above him, her hot, sweet nectar falling on his face. Each 'Split!' and 'Splat!' made him twitch, while Tora kept her fists on her hips, shaking them left to right in a taunting manner. No, wait, she wasn't taunting him with her cunt, she was aiming everything. And once it was properly aligned.

“Haah!"

“MMMPHH!?!?"

Tora fell down.

On all sides, Ailos' head was covered by the minotaur's superior body. Her toned thighs rested on the side of his head, her built butt sat on his chest, and her moist mound was clamped against her mouth. The mechanist scrambled, reaching up to grab upon her thighs. He squeezed against her, pushed too, but, no, there was noway in this lifetime or any lifetime where he successfully moved her. Tora had taken her place on his mouth, and she would remain sitting there until she chose to move. And that moment wasn't going to be soon.

“Eat me out, Ailos," she said whilst reaching down between her legs and grabbing his head, “Get real nice and work your tongue into my cunt. Nnghh...! If you wanna breathe, you better get to work!"

Was that a valid threat or an empty one? No, no; that was definitely a valid threat! Well...

“Nmph! Mmmff! Mmmmmff!!!"

“Heh heh! Yeah! Getting threatened really makes your blood pump, don't it! Yeah! Work your tongue in there!"

Clutching close Tora's thighs, Ailos squeezed them as his mouth pressed against her pussy. Her taste quickly flowed into his mouth, oozing upon his tongue, and sliding down his throat. And what did it taste like?

Sour. Tora's pussy tasted sour. And making matters worse, her pubic hairs clung to his lips and throat. Ailos' body began twitching beneath her as he was forced to dine on her pussy, getting used to its unique flavor. While it was sour, and while her pubic hair was thick, he quickly found himself... enjoying it?

Muffled moans traveled from Ailo's mouth and into Tora's cunt, causing her to jiggle. Her stimulated folds continued twitching upon his mouth, while his tongue slicked up and down her slit. His oral skill was incredibly clumsy; he'd never been in this position before! But, damn, did Tora love it! The desperation in his licks and suckling caused her to shake her hips, wiggling them upon his mouth. And when her butt raised up off his chest, she fell back down with this lewd--

CLAP!

Tora was a heavy girl, and she had no qualms abusing her weight! If she so much as squeezed with her thighs a bit too hard, she'd crush his head like a melon; make no mistakes! It was only by her grace that she didn't kill him outright.

Fuck! Tora was right! Getting threatened really does make his blood pump! And that exhilarating feeling caused all of her senses to grow more intense! Taste and smell were so much stronger than before, sight and sound too, and of course touch! As his tongue pushed into her pussy, he could feel every individual ridge of her muscular cunt wrap around him!

And 'muscular' was the word for it; Tora was so damn built! Not just in her arms and legs, but in her pussy as well! Her labia was toned and strong, requiring him to push as hard as he could to spear inside of her... and even then, he was sure he could only do so because she allowed him to. That gave him more of her sour taste, which all flooded into his mouth, damn near drugging him on her taste.

“Fuck yeah~" Tora cried as she continued riding Ailos' face, “Lick me. Eat me out! Nmmmph! Drink it all, Ailos! Drink all of it! Haaauunnngghh~~~!"

An erotic cry left Tora's lips, one that sounded downright... bovine. Smiling from cheek to cheek, she began swaying left and right, while both hands grabbed upon the mechanist's head. She was pulling him closer to her mound, all while air continued being stolen from him. If this went on any longer, he was going to pass out!

Well... he could imagine worse ways to go.

Amid his rampant cunnilingus, Ailos worked himself up. Right here, pointing towards his face and constantly jumping up and down, was Tora's hard, throbbing, clit. Like a juicy nipple all its own, it flicked towards his face, attracting his eyes. If her tits tasted good, and her pussy tasted good too... then it stands to reason her clit would taste good as well, right? Well... only one way to find out.

Ailos opened his mouth...

“Nomph!"

“Haauauunnngghh~~~!"

And bit down!

Ailos' lips wrapped around Tora's clit and his teeth bit down upon her. Thunderous jolts roared throughout her body, making her twitch and shudder from this erotic rush. Feeling these reactions, the mechanist brought up his hands and clutched her ass, not to push her away, but to pull her in! Further he grounded her pussy against his mouth, wanting to eat out as much of her as he could! Licking, lapping, slurping, drinking! He was indulged into her pussy until--

“HAAAUUNNNGGGHHH~~~!"

SQUUUUIRRRRRRTTTT!!!

Falling upon Ailos' face and roaring into his mouth... was a flood.

Like a dam had bursted, all of Tora's feminine jizz rushed into his awaiting mouth and plastered his face. Ailos was completely painted in the minotaur's hot, spicy, sour cum, which left his face glossy in sheen. Her first squirt was all she needed; the several more she pushed out was just the icing on the cake! It trickled and flooded upon him, all as its truest, rawest flavor all danced on his tongue.

Her release was instant, but the aftermath left them both shuddering. Tora remained sitting on Ailos' face a few moments, chuckling softly as sweat percolated on her form, mixing with his cum from before. The mechanist meanwhile...

“MMMFFF! MMM!!!"

“Oh... heh heh...! Right..."

Yeah, Ailos was suffocating! Fortunately, Tora realized this, and pulled her pussy away from his face. Strands of juices hung from her cunt to his face, while the mechanist laid on the floor, gasping desperately for breath. For those few moments, his entire world was dominated with thoughts of Tora and Tora alone.

Now as the minotaur pulled back, he gazed up her illustrious amazonian body as she stood tall before him. She was glistening with sweat, and glowing from the fire of their campsite, all as her red eyes gazed down upon him, and a lurid smirk laid on her lips.

Reaching down, Tora gently placed her fingers Ailos' sides. Gently she stroked him, running her talented fingers and powerful palms along his dainty figure. The mechanist was still swimming from his air deprivation, struggling to return to reality. His body didn't share his ailment however. That time he spent beneath Tora's pussy, made his cock as hard as a fucking diamond.

Her hand trailed down towards his cock, where she wrapped her fingers around it. Fuck... it was as hard as the pole of her axe! His balls even seemed fuller than it had been before, and precum drizzled from its tip! Something this big and grand needs to be broken. That's the thing with minotaurs; they absolutely love breaking things. When they find something supposedly unbreakable, they do their hardest to shatter it into pieces!

Grinning and chortling, Tora grabbed Ailos' hips and began forcing them upwards. The mechanist twitched and looked up, watching as she lowered her hips down and licked her lips. Her strong, toned pussy began grinding against the head of his burly cock, teasing him, taunting him, forcing these sharp, gasping moans from his lips. He knew what was coming next.

His legs dangling in the air, Tora shot him a grin from her lips... and pushed down!

THWAP!

“HAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH~~~!?"

Tora was on top! Not just physically, but mentally as well! She had Ailos' body and mind completely trapped by her superior body. Hands on his ankles, she pulled his legs up while her tight, muscular pussy wrapped completely around his long, thick dick. In this position, the roles of male and female were reversed! It looked less like Ailos was fucking Terra, but more like Terra was fucking Ailos!

This was the amazon position! And nothing less would ever be enough!

Ailos gripped the ground beneath him, clawing dirt and gravel within his grasping palms. His howling moans had finally faded, leaving him with the glorious sight of Tora above him with his cock buried in her pussy. He wanted to move, but it was not he who held any power, for she held all of it. The minotaur who rampaged through groups of people, battled against hundreds of spiders, and slayed the spider queen with one punch, now had him by the ankles, with his cock in her cunt. So when she started to move, yes... he'd feel it.

THWAP! THWAP THWAP THWAP THWAP!

“AAAH~! HHAAAH ~~! AAAHH~~!"

“YEAH! HEH HEH! HAAAUUNNGHHH ~~~! YEEEAAAAHHH~~~!"

Up and down with hips moving so fast they were a blur, Tora pounded Ailos into the ground. Every frantic impact could not just be felt by his body, but sent a further rumble through the ground, triggering quakes that made their camping equipment jiggle. Hell, even the riverside produced small waves from her powerful pounding!

Again and again and again, Ailos' cock pushed deep into Tora's core, then slid out towards her entrance. Not only was her labia strong and toned, but the individual ridges of her cunt were also so incredibly strong! Feeling her pussy wrap around his length, was like feeling a hot, moist industrial press wrap around his member! That's how tight it was!

Every jump upon his cock, made her hefty, busty tits bounce as well. Up and down, up and down, up and down, from her butt, to her chest, to her hair; every aspect of Tora's taut form jiggled with an erotic sway. Gasping and moaning as he was, Ailos drank in every aspect of her body, indulging in the glorious sight of her powerful form as she fucked him into the ground. The sweat on her form, the fire making her radiate, the shadows on the other side of her body, all of it highlighted her erotic curves, statues beauty, and the powerful grin she had on her lips.

And Tora did likewise.

Eyes aglow, the minotaur watched as Ailos melted beneath her superior body. Every thrust down caused his balls to bounce, and made his cock tighten further within him. She brought him to climax so many times before, and yet he was still as hard as a rock. Hell, he seemed to produce more cum from his balls! Oh, Ailos was definitely a keeper! She wasn't going to fuck him just once, nor was she going to fuck him twice! She was going to keep fucking his cute little ass until he was nothing more than a husk!

Maybe...

Maybe.

Juuuuuuuust maybe Ailos had been cursed to a worse fate than he originally believed.

Tora's furious pounding increased in speed and power, making the bones in his hips begin to shake and quiver. Eyes growing wide, the mechanist could feel a swelling start to rise within his loins. His balls were surging, growing tighter and tighter like little factories of cum. His cock too had gotten harder if not a tad bit longer within Tora's pussy! He was cumming! Fuck, he was cumming! And it was going to be big!

THWAP! THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!

“NNNGHH! HAAAH ~~! TORA! TOOORRRAAA~~~!"

“YEAH! HAH HAH HAA! HAAAUUNNNGGHH~~~! YEAAAH~! NNNGGHH~!"

THWAPTHWAPTHWAPTHWAPTHWAP!!!

“HAAH! HAAH! AAH! HAAH!"

“HAAAUUNNGGHH~~~! HAAAAUUUNNNNNNGHHH!!!"

“AH! AH! …! AAAAHAAAAAAAAAHH~~~!"

SPLORRT! SPLURRRRT! GLOORRRP!

“HAAAAAAUUUNNNGHH!!!"

SQUUUUUUUIIIIRRRTTT!

Tora gritted her teeth and flinched, looking like she'd been punched square in the face. A slathering of drool even slipped from her lips and dripped down her chin. Deep in her pussy, no, deeeeeeppppp in her pussy, Ailos tanked enough cum to sow seeds in a field! Spunk filled every inch of her tight, muscular pussy, painting all of her pink and red walls white with his hot seed. And being as strong as she was, she felt every bit of it. She felt his cock grow hard, she felt his seed travel from his balls, through the shaft, and out the tip, and she felt it all soak into her pussy.

He was not alone.

From her impaled pussy, Tora unleashed her own jizz all over Ailos' cock and body. It shot out in spreads, these thick, clear lines of feminine cum which – like before – soaked itself into the mechanist's very being. Clear cum oozed upon his body, streaking down his features as he laid there, thoroughly fucked by the entire experience. Steam even arose from his body, while his face wore this dazed expression. Slowly, Tora let go of his legs, allowing him to drop.

Shlop! Thud!

“Ooooooh..."

Laying there, Ailos struggled to move, save for a few random twitches ran through his body. He was covered in her cum. She was covered in his cum. They were both hot and sweaty, while the flames of their fireplace illuminated their bodies. But only one of them still had energy to spare.

“Heya... you cute boy you," said Tora, drawing Ailos' gaze over, “Check this out."

A grin on her lips, the minotaur placed her fingers on her pussy. Spreading her toned folds apart, she allowed his thick cum to 'Splort!' out of her spent pussy in huge globules of seed, a sight that made him twitch. His cum was oozing out of her snatch, down her thighs and legs, and falling on the ground. And she stood there, smiling throughout all of it.

“Heh heh... you really don't hold back, do you?" said Tora, “Shit... my tits, my mouth... my hand... heh... my pussy...! Heh heh! You're a mechanist, right? Do you got a machine in your balls too? Heh heh heh!"

“Umm... uhh... wh-what...?"

“I'll figure it out," said Tora as she picked him up once again, “Even if I have to take all night long, I'm gonna figure out just how much you can cum."

“T... Torraaaa... nnghh..."

“Hey, just so ya'know about minotaurs," she winked at him, “We really love testing the limits of things. And that's what I'mma do to you! I'm gonna test your limits."

“Wh-what? N-no... Tora... w-wait..." said Ailos as she started carrying him off towards the tent, “Tora... that's gonna... you're gonna--"

“Break you?" she replied as she gave him a smile, “Yup! Uh-huh! I'm gonna break ya! So get ready!"

“Wait...! What!? Tora! That's not as great as that sounds! Tora! TORA!"

His cries of fear were met with laughter.

…

“Ooooh... aaaaahh... nnggghh..."

“Heeeeey... quit complaining! It's not that bad!"

She was a truly cruel woman to say such a blatant lie.

Nearby, one could hear the river that traveled through Fluss Deluge. The waterfall too could be heard echoing from behind, its roaring rumble flowing throughout the valley. And resting on the riverside in their campsite, their tent split open so that the morning sun could cascade inside, was Tora... and a very weak Ailos.

Calling him 'shriveled' was being generous. The mechanist had been outright drained of damn near all of his bodily fluids. Not just his cum, not just his sweat, but even the saliva in his mouth seemed to be nothing but dust! Imagine a dry body despite not being in a desert! That's what a night with Tora does to a person!

If anything, the sound of the nearby river sounded more like a taunt than a blessing.

Ailos' head rested on Tora's thigh, snuggling close to her for comfort safety. The minotaur sat upright, her hand gently stroking his head as her red eyes gazed out of their tent towards the land outside. They were both naked, the air thick with their combined odors of sweat and sex. A smile was on Tora's lips, and despite his bodies decrepit state, Ailos too couldn't help but to smile. He blamed it on her touch; resting his head against her felt so... gooooooood.

Drawing his head up, the mechanist marveled at the illustrious amazonian minotaur whose lap he was resting upon. She wore him ragged the previous night, and that's after slaying a plethora of spiders, and even rampaging through the gates of Stahlheim earlier than that! She was infinitely energetic, not just in terms of her body, but in terms of personality as well. Sure she could be snarky, brash and arrogant, but she was also oddly charming, cool, and reassuring. Being next to her made him feel so strong.

She... inspired him.

“Tora..." said Ailos, making her cock her head.

“Hm? Something wrong?"

“No... not really," he said, before weakly pulling his head up to stare her in the face, “I was... just thinking about... that training arc you're on. Training to get... stronger. Do you... feel like you're getting strong?"

“Do I feel like I'm getting stronger...?" she repeated, confused by his question, “Huh... I don't know. Seems a bit weird. It's not like I can check some weird experience bar and tell if I'm getting stronger," she shrugged her shoulders, “I feel like I'm getting stronger. But compared to the person who I want challenge, I still have a long ways to go."

“Well... uh... would having help make you stronger...?" asked Ailos, causing Tora to cock her head.

“Having... help...?" she muttered... before realizing what he was asking, “Oooooooh! Heh heh heh! Whatcha getting at, Ailos?" placing a hand on her head, she stroked her fingers through her hair, “What? Do you wanna come around with me, Ailos?"

“I! Uh! W-well!" he muttered back, his cheeks turning a bright red with embarrassment, “I mean! L-like! Just traveling around by yourself has to be b-boring, right? Besides... y-you could use a little help! My machines and your strength! W-we'd be unstoppable!"

“Yeeaaah! Sure we will," said Tora sarcastically, “It's totally not because you wanna fuck my fine ass again sometime!"

“TH-THAT'S NOT...! C... completely true..."

“HAH HAH HAH!"

He blushed even more than before, his eyes closing shut and teeth gritted. Embarrassed though he was, he could not help but to laugh again. Tora's rambunctious energy was infectious. Even if he wanted to be meek and shy, he could not help but to smile when her laughter echoed into his ears.

She did not keep laughing for long. Growing calm, the minotaur shot him a look that was more restrained than before. Her red eyes were in this sensual gaze, and she had this cool smirk on her lips. Seeing it caused Ailos to stiffen slightly, while she reached out to palm his cheek.

“You know, Ailos. You're pretty fucking cool," said Tora, causing courage to swell in his chest.

“Eeh... c-c'mon," he said whilst blushing, even sheepishly scratching the back of his head, “I'm not that cool. Y-you're the one who slayed a bunch of spiders."

“And you made a bunch of machines!" Tora retorted, “You set up this campsite, made those turrets, even created a kickass flamethrower! Heh heh! And then there's that cock of yours! Hah hah! I think that's pretty cool of you, Ailos!"

“Hmm...!"

The mechanist paused for a moment, struggling to collect his nerves while Tora's boisterous personality began to simmer. Glancing over, the minotaur dropped her hand towards him, and gently clutched his face. He nuzzled back against her powerful palm, even groaned as her tender touch started pulling him up; higher and higher.

“Nmmph..."

“Mmmfff..."

The kiss they shared was brief but no less wonderful. When they pulled back, Tora was grinning, while all Ailos could do was blush with a face that was equal parts passionate and embarrassed.

“OK!" the minotaur suddenly said, causing him to jump as her arm reached around his thin waist, “It's decided then! While I'm here, you're gonna help me with my training arc!"

“Wait, Tora, I-- whoa!?"

Suddenly she launched upright, causing their tent to snap apart and break around her. As it collapsed though, she continued holding Ailos in her arm, while her red eyes slowly gazed towards the walls of the valley they were in. They took that staircase right there to get in here, right? Welp! Time to rush back up!

There was just one slight problem with that.

THEY WERE STILL NAKED!

“TORA! TORRAAA!" Ailos shouted as the minotaur started her rampage, “OUR CLOTHES! OUR THINGS!"

Unfortunately, Tora couldn't hear him over her own...

“HAH HAH HAH!"

She'd realize her mistake... eventually. They'd return and gather their things! But until then – for the briefest of moments – Ailos got to experience what it feels like to be captured by a minotaur.

Eh... he could imagine worse ways to go.

Much worse.