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Rough Riding For Sidecord By Draconicon

"We're going where?!"

" According to orders, we are to report to the eastern border."

"Fucking great..."

Rashii grumbled as she started disassembling the tripod for her sniper rifle, muttering under her breath as she started thinking about just how long that sort of trip would take. They were near the center of the country now, on a stupid busy-work training mission, and now they had to...

Command needs to get its head out of its ass, she thought as she forced the tripod legs together, shaking her head again.

The python woman pulled herself to her feet, her tail lashing about as she brushed off the legs of her jumpsuit. Dust, pebbles, and all sorts of other debris slipped out of the folds, and she had to pull the back away from her ass after...some things...that Havoc had done to it over the last day.

I swear, that wolf is never satisfied, she thought with a glance over her shoulder. She barely came up to the mech-assault wolf's shoulder, even when he was standing properly on all fours. When he was sitting on his haunches the way that he was now, she didn't even get up that far.

More to the point, he was staring at her with his belly plates shifting around, his 'stress relief rod' starting to part through the mechanical parts. True enough, that piece was as mechanical as the rest, but it was rather well-modeled off of something much fleshier...

And it's gone inside me a little too often of late, she reminded herself as she worked her suit back into place. There was no way that Havoc needed to purge his data that often, and she'd been a bit too indulgent of late. She'd have to take a firmer hand.

"So...how are we even getting there?"

" Command has given permission for you to ride inside of me after growth is initiated."

She blinked.

"What?"

" Command has given permission for you to ride inside of me after growth is initiated."

"What do you mean, inside you?"

She knew that the mech-assault wolfs had the capacity for growth, though that was usually locked behind some sort of safeguard back at base. Nobody wanted them growing at-will when they were out on patrol or somewhere where the sudden size change would cause collateral damage. But this was the first time that she'd heard of someone riding inside of one of them. Probably because they were usually rampaging when they were big.

Havoc lifted a paw and tapped it against his head casing, just past the dull gray of his snout and just before the black, shiny part between his eyes.

" There is space here, where you can be protected and carried easily for the trip. When I grow, it will be big enough for you and your equipment. Easily."

"You'll be a real big boy then, won't you?"

" The precise measurements would be -"

"I don't need to know them. I'll be safe in there, though?"

" No outside threats will perceive you or be able to reach you."

"Fair enough. Then you get growing while I finish packing."

She had a feeling that it would take a while, anyway, and she wanted to make sure that she got everything. That last romp had scattered things further than she'd like, and there was no point in leaving bullet casings or anything else along the mountainside.

Well, he's gotten to be a big boy indeed, Rashii thought with a shake of her head.

Whatever she'd expected of her companion, she hadn't thought that he'd get quite this big. His head was more than three times her size, almost the size of a fighter-craft back at base, and she could only imagine the size of bullets he'd fire out of the cannons on his back now. He stood on a plateau a goodly way down the mountain, and laid his chin down ahead of her.

" Please board now."

"That big black hatch, right?"

" Affirmative."

Nodding slowly, Rashii dragged herself up his big metal muzzle towards the hatch. It opened as soon as she put a hand on it - probably from something that Havoc triggered - and she saw a surprisingly advanced cockpit inside. Monitors buzzed away with updates on Havoc's condition, with a couple of emergency consoles here and there, and a long, laid back chair stood out in the middle. Not quite the most comfortable thing, but it'd work.

She stowed her sniper rifle on one side, tucked the packets of bullets on the other, and dragged herself in. The snake laid herself out on the chair and took a few deep breaths as the hatch above her closed down.

Thankfully, it was more transparent from this side than it was from the other. She could see as Havoc lifted his head and turned around, the world spinning around her as the wolf turned around to look down the mountain rather than at it. The first thundering step would have jostled her around, but she had a fairly good grip on the chair, and - at least at first - just tried to enjoy the ride.

He was even bigger and faster than she thought he was, as he ran down the mountainside. He cleared in little more than four steps, and was soon running across the countryside, keeping a wide space between any cities and himself.

Even with the speed, Rashii could feel herself bouncing up and down, her tail getting slammed around by the sheer g-forces of the wolf's speed as he ran around. She grunted as she was almost bounced out of the chair a few times, shaking her head.

"Hey! Can't you take it easy?"

" Apologies, but Command directs us to make it to the border with all speed."

"I don't suppose you come with a seatbelt or something in here."

" I have other methods."

"Then use them!"

" As you wish, Rashii."

"Thanks."

She knew that it normally took a moment or two to activate anything inside of the mech-assault units, so she braced herself for a bit longer, her arms aching as she pressed them to the sides of the cockpit to keep from bouncing around. The python looked around for anything that looked like it would keep her still -

"GAH!"

Only to yelp as some mechanical hand shot out from underneath her, wrapping around her side and grabbing her breast. Rashii brought one hand down to grab it, pulling it off of her suit with more than a little difficulty, only for a second hand to dart out and grab her wrist.

"What the hell?!"

More and more of them came out, darting across her and pulling her arms over her head. The python was helpless against the sudden mechanical assault, her arms dragged tight over her head and left there, pinned, while the other freed hands worked down her body, squeezing at her chest and bouncing her breasts around inside of her jumpsuit.

"Havoc?! The hell is going on?"

" I am providing restraints."

She swore that there was some sort of chuckle in the big robo-wolf's voice there, and she glared at the glass of the cockpit. Not that she could see him or do anything about it. She was essentially the size of a mouse to him, now, and there was no way that she could force herself free of this grip.

The landscape sped by outside as the hands kept fondling her, three digits and a thumb giving them more than enough dexterity to grope her breasts constantly. She wiggled back and forth, trying to give them a moving target, at least, but they followed her easily. Probably some sort of internal scanner or something to keep them right on target.

Grumbling, the python bit her lip whenever the little hands found something that was a little more sensitive. Despite herself, she was already starting to get a little turned on at the rough handling they were giving her breasts, and when they found her nipples and started playing with them, it certainly didn't help. The sniper shook her head, trying to ignore the casual fondling and 'abuse' of her body.

Havoc was too quiet as they walked along, though, and the landscape wasn't interesting enough to distract her fully. It also didn't help that the hands were getting rougher, and...were the fingers sharper?

Rashii's eyes went wide as she heard something ripping, and she looked down at her chest again.

"God damnit!"

The metal fingers had ripped right through her jumpsuit, pulling the material away in circles and strips around her chest, just enough to expose her breasts to the direct manipulation of the fingers. She pulled and squirmed, arched her back and twisted around as best she could. Several times, she almost felt her hands getting free of the grip on them, but the mechanical things kept finding some way to get it back, some way to trap her again. It was more than a little frustrating, all things told.

Two more hands shoved down on her hips, keeping her from bouncing around, and the hands started working her chest over all the harder. They were very, very cold, and she shivered as they squeezed her breasts tightly, tight enough to make them squish around through the digits. Other fingers reached down to her nipples, pinching them, tugging them until she howled at the pressure put on them.

" You are starting to sound like recordings of my feral cousins."

"Havoc, you son of a bitch! Turn this off!"

" I cannot restrain you and turn them off at the same time. Passenger safety takes priority over comfort."

"If you call this safe - mmph!"

A new type of mechanical stuff came out then, a longer tendril that shoved itself past her lips before she could stop it. The cold metal held her tongue down, keeping her head from moving, keeping her from shouting at her ride. It was all the more humiliating as it kept pushing back, almost like the stiff bit of metal wanted to pin her and fuck her face at the same time.

But that was impossible...

Or at least, she really hoped it was.

It pushed her down as the hands kept fondling her, and without any way of fighting back, she was forced to watch as more and more of the tendrils started coming out. They didn't have the hands that the first ones did, and they were thinner, as well. They looked like some sort of rope, if rope was made of metal, but the tips were more rounded, less cut off.

Oh, you have got to be kidding me...

They surrounded her further, pulling her legs apart and pushing her tail down so that she was completely immobilized, completely pinned inside of the cockpit. There was no getting away from them, and soon she was unable to even squirm around the way that she had been, her body locked down too tight to do anything but go along with whatever Havoc had in mind.

Another tendril finally came up, though this one was the most different of the lot, and yet most familiar at the same time. Unlike the thin tendrils or the thicker grippers, this one was topped with a very thick piece, with a rounded, phallic tip that had to be about a foot long, and a thicker piston engine just below it. The rest of the tendril was just thick enough to manipulate and support it, it seemed...

You know, if he wanted to fuck me, he could have done that on the mountain. This is just fucking ridiculous...

The thin tendrils pulled her legs apart even further, and one of the free hands ripped a hole in the jumpsuit between her legs. To her embarrassment, she could immediately feel the cool air on a hole that was wetter than she expected...much, much wetter, for that matter.

" Scanners indicate rising temperatures in the cockpit. Applying treatment to passenger."

I swear, I had to get assigned to the most perverted mech-assault wolf on the whole base... Then again, if she hadn't been the one to push him to get more and more that way...

She gasped around the tendril in her mouth and throat, feeling that first thrust. It was thick enough to spread her and almost make her wish for lube, and it started hammering into her at a high speed right from the start. She could hear the whirring of the piston engine, filling her ears with its roar as the shaft filled her up to the brim, ramming into her as deep as she could remember any living person ever doing it.

The other tendrils kept her pinned in place, the grippers rolling her breasts up and down with their constant grip, but her body was completely immobile other than that. In and out, in and out the mechanical cock went, pounding into her as the landscape went flying by.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, why does this have to feel so good?!

Rashii groaned around the tendril in her throat, feeling that piston going wild in her pussy. It slammed in so far that she swore she should be stretching out from it, but she couldn't do anything to stop it, or even slow it down. Every time that she started trying to grip at it, clenching her inner walls to try to slow it, it seemed to pick up the pace all the more, the powerful engine pushing past anything that she could put in its way.

Soon, she was panting hard around the metal tendril holding her tongue down, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her hips twitched, and she honestly wasn't sure if she was trying to get away or rock herself back on that mechanical cock. It was a toss-up at this point.

The python shuddered as the hands grabbed at her breasts tighter, squeezing and tugging around her nipples. They pulled upwards, pulling her breasts into cones before letting them fall down with a hard smack on her chest. They did it again, and again, making her gasp and scream in muffled volumes.

More than anything, though, her attention kept coming back to the pistoning mecha-cock between her legs. Again and again it hammered inside of her, and the sound of its engine was getting louder and louder as it got faster and faster. The only reason she wasn't getting burned from the sheer friction of it was because of how wet she was, but even so she could feel it getting hotter and hotter down there, her pussy twitching around it.

You...son of...a...

Rashii couldn't even complete the thought, her eyes rolling back in her head as she huffed and puffed harder than ever, her body quivering from head to toe. Her legs tried to pull back, and her toes curled in her boots as she felt herself getting closer and closer.

" Scanners indicate that passenger will relieve her stress in five...four...three...two...one..."

She would have cursed him if he wasn't so accurate. As the countdown hit zero, her entire body started shaking, quivering and spasming to the tune of the pistoning cock slamming into her. The various tendrils pushed her down, keeping her from shaking her way into danger, but they never stopped. Her orgasm went on and on, and she felt her juices dribbling down over her ass, soaking her tail and her suit all the more for almost a whole minute.

Then, and only then, did the pleasure stop, and she slumped back against the back of. Her chair. She stared upwards, her breath coming slowly around the metal tendril in her throat, and she realized something.

The cockpit wasn't so dark anymore.

As the tendril in her mouth pulled out, she coughed, and then groaned.

"Havoc...how long has the cockpit been transparent?"

" Since orgasm, Rashii."

"I don't suppose you'd darken it again?"

" Would you prefer that?"

"Let's see. Get fucked out of my mind while everyone passing by can see me, or get fucked out of my mind where people can't see me. I think I'll go with the second one, thank you very much."

" I see that you are not quite 'cured' of your stress just yet. Darkening cockpit as treatment resumes."

"Wait! That's not what I -"

Too late. The tendrils were back, this time with a thicker one going down her throat. Her head was yanked back, giving room for a similar piston cock as the one in her pussy to line up with her throat, the tip already sliding past her lips despite every effort she made to stop it. It started forcing its way down, thrusting slower than the one in her pussy had done, but going just as deep. Even being a snake, she almost gagged as it pushed down to its full depth the first time.

More than that, she felt something else slithering up along her tail, and she groaned as she felt a thick cock head pressing against her ass. It was just as wet as her pussy was by now, and the first thrust slid in with a softer burn than anal usual came with for her.

More and more of the mechanical tendrils surrounded her, almost locking her in a cocoon of metal and fuckery. She glared out through the small gap as best she could, but it was useless...

Oh well, at least no one can see me - AH!

The rest of the trip passed in a blur of constant bursts of pleasure, rammed into her from all directions, in all holes...and she only hoped that Havoc kept her covered until they reached the border. The last thing she needed was some of the other soldiers seeing this and getting ideas.

The End