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The Space Bimbo Chapter 3: A Third Party For Engy By Draconicon

Despite his regular paychecks, what Barnabas needed more than anything else was money and information. That was fine; Joe was used to hunting down those that had both of those, and was more than willing to put those skills to use again. There were bounty hunters in this universe - something that he confirmed with both the raven and VANE, the AI - and they paid almost as well as they did in her universe.

That said, there was something of a problem with the whole process.

You'd think that they'd go down easier, she grunted, dragging an unconscious dragon by the tail through the spaceport towards the nearest bounty office. Took five stun blasts AND three punches to the face...

Dragons were assholes about going down quickly, but while she knew she was weaker than she'd been as a male, she knew it wasn't by much. And that level of armament should have taken him down sooner.

The crowd stared at her as she walked along, men and women alike staring at her. She knew it wasn't because of her attire; she was one of the more modest people there, considering that there were women that went topless, men that went bottomless, and some that went without anything besides the force fields over their crotches and other bits. She knew that it wasn't because she was shorter than any of them, or taller; she hit about an average height, and while it gave her no advantage, it didn't make her stand out, either.

So, why were they staring?

Holograms of naked, gyrating, thrusting males and females filled the air around the spaceport, and she'd spotted no fewer than a dozen brothels between landing her ship and making her way down the three blocks between pad and office. There were drug dealers looming out of alleyways, most of them offering something like 'pussy dust' or something else that sounded equally stupid. Aphrodisiacs, she'd bet, though probably the stuff that you didn't want to take a hit of if you didn't have someone to fuck it out on.

She kept her head down and kept shoving her way through the crowd, dragging her quarry along with her.

"So, what do you think you'll get for him? Five hundred? A thousand?" VANE asked.

"I'm hoping at least a thousand. He had me burning through five hundred credits worth of fuel just to find him."

"Ah, well, he's coming in pretty banged up. If you get the full bounty, I'd be surprised. Then again, maybe if you just hired yourself out first -"

"Fuck off, VANE."

"I look forward to the day when you tell me to fuck on. I haven't had a chance to use that command in a looooong time."

The way that the AI groped her ass with her armor was not encouraging, nor was the way that she had to reach back and pull it down over her ass when he tried to slither it between the cheeks. She was supposed to be professional, not a prostitute.

"Heh, is there a difference?"

"For me, there is."

"You really, really aren't from around here."

"Right in one."

She paused in front of the bounty office. There were three doors out front. One had a skull on it, one had chains, and the last had prison bars painted on it.

...Let's go for the prison bars one.

As soon as she took a step towards it, it opened, revealing a waiting room of sorts. She glanced at the other one, then sighed.

"Okay, VANE, what's that one?"

"Oh, that's the auction room. If you want to see if you can auction off a bounty for higher than the government is willing to pay for it, you take them there. Or if you want to legally buy them for yourself, too. Some bounty hunters build up a harem that way. You thinking of collecting a few boy toys?"

"I was a male. I am not getting into that...habit."

"Could have fooled me. Barnabas let me see the camera records. You really know how to use that -"

"Annnnd we're going inside now."

The lizard's cheeks burned as they stepped into the waiting room of the bounty office. She wasn't the only one there with someone to turn in, though the other four hunters were doing very different things to keep their various captives from being rowdy. Two females were sitting on the faces of their bounties, their feet out of their boots and working rather large cocks rather hard. One male had his bounty pinned underfoot, as well, with a remote in his hand apparently driving the bounty's prostate crazy, if the parrot's squirming was anything to go by.

Only one of them had a bounty that was unconscious, and that otter looked like she was more bored than anything else.

Weird that most of them are women, she thought. But hey, at least I don't stand out for that.

She dragged her quarry across the room, dinging the bell on the far side. A Doberman answered her, leaning over the counter and looking her in the eye.

"What do you want?"

"I got a bounty to turn in."

"What's the name?"

"Raygin the Consumer."

"Ba-ba-ba," the dog muttered as he pulled out a tablet, running his finger down the screen. "Right, Raygin, Raygin...Dragon or overgrown kobold?"

"There's a difference?"

"Mostly in dick size. The person who put out the bounty wants a breeder, and specified that she wanted a famous dragon, not a famous kobold."

"..."

"Did you check?"

"No! I just brought him in after knocking him out."

"You - how did you knock him out without fucking him first?" the Doberman asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Same as I do with anyone else. I punched him in the face."

The Doberman leaned back from her, and she realized that the whole room was doing much the same, trying to put as much distance between themselves and her as possible. Joe grumbled.

"What?"

"...I'll...take this one off your hands..."

"If you gotta measure, you can measure him yourself."

The Doberman walked out from the back room, taking the dragon by the tail and tugging him along. Joe snorted, shaking her head at the stupidity of the whole thing. Thinking that she'd have fucked him...

She hadn't fucked any of her targets just yet. She hadn't even let them see her naked, save for the time when VANE had dropped the force field when one of them was trying to get a good grope at her chest. Sure, there'd been a temptation, but she was strong enough to weather the temptation of the body. She was going to keep going the same way that she had been, come hell or high water.

Ain't gonna be one of those hunter sluts...

"Heh, you're not going to last long, then," VANE said.

"You really need to have a volume control."

She smacked her chest, wincing slightly as the impact got through the shield and into the material itself. Her nipples ground against the inside of the armored jumpsuit, almost making her hiss at the sudden pleasure that it filled her with.

Damn body...

"Heh, your armor's not entirely wrong, you know."

She turned slowly, glaring at the otter that had spoken up. The smaller woman slid off of her chair, leaving her unconscious bounty - a wolf - behind.

"What's it to you?" Joe asked.

"You think that you can just go around hitting people? I don't know what kind of backwater you came from, but you're just making it harder on yourself. Then again, if you don't want to actually be any sort of competition, I don't really mind. I like my place on top, after all."

"...Who the hell are you?" Joe asked.

"My name is Elizabeth, and I'm the best bounty hunter in the galaxy."

That statement immediately got the lizard's back up. She stood up straight, glaring down at the other woman.

"I'd like to see you back that up. Or are you just someone that spreads it for everyone that asks?"

"Heh, honey, that's what makes me the best. I've been in the Suck Squads, the Pussy-Fuckers, and the Anal Drainers. I know every way to get a person mind-blank, and I'm good at it."

"Doesn't matter if you can't get at their parts."

"Does it?"

The otter turned around, grabbing her wolf by the crotch of his jumpsuit. She was squeezing him just enough to get the canine's cock rising, pushing forward, showing off against the skimpy material that he was wearing.

"He's a pretty big guy, wouldn't you say?" Elizabeth asked.

"My sensors put him down at a nine inch shaft, yes," VANE said.

"Heh, your AI's better than you are, lizard."

"You say that to my face..."

"Alright. Your armor's AI is better than you are."

Joe took a swing at the otter, only for the other woman to duck under it and slide between her legs. She stumbled, only to be caught...caught by the tip of the otter's long, limber tail right between her legs, rubbing against her crotch.

Grimacing and trying not to moan, Joe jumped to get off of it, landing with a thump a few paces away. The otter was back on her feet, brushing herself off, and showed literally no signs of shame. Glaring at her, the lizard tried to step around the otter, tried to get back to the desk at the head of the office, but the otter stepped in her way again.

"You think that it's just that easy, huh? What sort of backwater did you climb out of, Titty McThickLips?"

"You don't want this fight."

"Oh, you know, I think I do. And I think somewhere deeeeep down, you want to lose it."

The otter's fingers came up fast, but this time, the lizard was ready for it. She grabbed those furry digits before they could reach her crotch, her arm muscles straining to keep them from getting any closer. Elizabeth grinned.

"Oh, you're quick. And here I thought you were nothing but a face for fucking."

"You know, I keep telling her that, but she's just NOT sucking. I swear, it's like a gift that never gets opened."

VANE was not helping, and she was not liking where this was going, either. The fact that the whole office was just watching the pair of them now, as if waiting for a show that wasn't going to happen if she had her druthers, was not encouraging either. She didn't want to paint the walls with blood - again - but it was starting to look like she was going to have to.

"One more warning, otter. You leave me alone, I leave you alone."

"You know, I don't think I can have that kind of threat. You think that Elizabeth, the best of the best, could just back down in front of you after that?"

"I think I can make you."

"Go ahead and try."

Joe brought her hand up in the fastest punch she could manage, but the otter was faster. Spinning out of the way and turning the push towards the lizard's pussy into a pull on her arm, Elizabeth threw the lizard right over her shoulder, and Joe yelped as she came around for a crashing landing on the ground. The force field on her back kept her from having the wind knocked out of her, but only barely.

She groaned as she rolled onto her belly, only to yelp at the sudden spank from behind. She whipped her tail out, only for the tip to be caught and pulled, the end of it rubbed right against her sex.

"Hey! Get that away from there! Fight me fairly!"

"This is fighting fairly, girl. Everyone can fight with sex."

"I'm not sure. This one is as shy as a virgin when it comes to that."

"Well, why don't I help you break her in?"

VANE seemed more interested in getting her laid than he did in helping her. Sure didn't do anything to filter out the pleasure thoughts that were getting rammed into her skull by the teasing from behind, that was for damn sure. Joe groaned as she felt her own tail getting rubbed against her pussy, almost shoved in by this point. It was almost enough to leave her gasping for breath as she finally kicked out.

She got a lucky hit, knocking the otter back from the kick to the knee, but she barely was able to roll onto her back, getting to her knees before Elizabeth was on top of her again.

This time, the otter grabbed her by the back of her head, grinding her down into a crotch that was...surprisingly strong-scented, musky enough to leave her gasping softly and lightheaded.

"Pheromone boosters, slut. That's what all the good bounty hunters have down there. Makes it really hard for a target to resist when they're halfway to mind-blank from the first breath."

And it was working, despite her own gender. She could feel her pussy clenching down on nothing, begging for something inside. Her head was going funny, and her nipples were going hard.

Her lips, though, that was the worst. She could feel every bit of texture of the other woman's pussy through her bikini, feel the way that her nether lips were just slightly wrinkled and dangly from use, feel the way that they were dripping and slippery and just a hint slimy compared to what her own were like.

And she could taste her, too, taste the thick heat that was slowly dribbling free over her face. She gasped through it, trying to push the scent away, but it was so strong that there was no getting free of it, no getting away from it.

She moaned, biting her lips as she was ground on, her own needs climbing higher and higher. VANE was pulling his tricks again, pulling at her body through the suit and making her pussy feel like it was getting rubbed, her ass cheeks being parted and then pushed together again. Her breasts were bouncing, her jumpsuit reshaping itself.

She felt the material pressing up from under her breasts, her nipples suddenly exposed. The little green nubs were hard, pointing forward in a way that was completely lewd. There was no way to see them as anything but targets for attention.

And the otter used them just for that.

"MMMPH!"

Joe gasped as she was suddenly squeezed, her nipples twisted, rubbed, pulled. They were so sensitive that, combined with the scent, there was really only one possibility for what could happen next.

"MMMMPH!"

She came all over the floor, squirting her juices along the ground and cumming more, and more, and more, the more that the otter twisted her nipples and pulled her along. Her eyes were wide, her tongue hanging out, her body spasming as if it was undergoing some sort of electroshock therapy. She kept cumming, kept spurting all over the floor.

And she was feeling it. The mind-blank. It was coming.

VANE...

The AI didn't respond. He was too busy working her, bouncing her breasts even as she fell to the floor. Elizabeth followed her down, though, rubbing her head and chuckling.

"You really are pretty pathetic to go down that fast, you slut. You think that you can take the world on with nothing but your fists? Let me show you just how fast you can go mind-blank."

The otter's webbed fingers found her slit through her jumpsuit, rubbing at it and teasing it. It didn't take her long to find Joe's clit, either, and the lizard was gasping, arching her back as she struggled to get her hands under her.

Even that turned out to be damn near impossible as the AI in the suit actually restrained her, pulling her arms back and binding them together against the back of her bra.

"VANE!"

"What? I can't enjoy a show? It's not like you're going to be harmed here, after all. Just humiliated."

"That's - mmmph! That's bad enough!"

Her jumpsuit was pulled to the side, fingers sliding inside of her, rubbing at her inner walls, filling her up the way that her tail had been on the verge of doing. She gasped, kicking her feet against the floor in a desperate attempt to try and push herself away, but the otter woman pinned her down with one hand on her belly, keeping her from sliding along the way that she wanted to.

It was impossible to escape, impossible to flee, and impossible to fight. She tried to close her legs, but the otter just flicked her in a few places and her legs opened up again.

"Ahhh, a practitioner of the Nerve Strike arts? Very nice."

"Well, I haven't gotten the best hits down yet, but you know. Body manipulation. Great for getting at those hidden spots," the otter said.

"I know exactly what you mean. I was telling this slut that if you would just open your mouth and let them fuck you -"

"Prude?"

"Like you would not believe. I can't believe I'm attached to her right now."

Joe groaned, slamming her head back against the ground in frustration. She couldn't even control her legs anymore, the limbs numbed by whatever it was that the other woman had done. She couldn't close them, couldn't pull them apart, couldn't kick, couldn't do anything. She could only lay there and take -

"MMMPH!"

Four fingers, now, four webbed fingers that were plunging in and out of her pussy. She could feel herself working her way towards another orgasm, another blast of pleasure that was sure to take her further towards that mind-blank feeling that the doctor had showed her. Her pussy was clenching down hard, begging for a cock, begging for more than the four fingers.

How the hell am I taking the four fingers, though? This is insane. This is completely fucking insane.

And yet, she was doing it. She was getting hand-fucked now, almost fisted right in front of half a dozen hunters and targets. She was panting, gasping, sweating, her puffy lips spread and her tongue starting to hang out, her nipples completely on display, her body dripping from her pussy down to her ass.

"I'd say that's just about lubed enough. Let's see if she can take it the way the legendary one could."

"Oh, don't sully that legend by associating her with it," VANE said. "She might look the part, but she's nowhere near that level of quality."

She had no idea of what legend they were talking about, but their plans for what to do to her were obvious enough. Joe gasped as she felt her tail being bent around again, the rounded tip pointed right at her asshole.

"No, no wait - MMMMPH!"

The sudden shove stretched her more than anything she had ever felt before. She gasped, then screamed out loud as she came, her juices splattering over tail and otter, her eyes going wide.

The otter tail and fist-fucked her at the same time, both her holes opened to an extreme degree. The mind-blank was hitting her harder as the second, third, and fourth orgasms rolled over her, dragging her further and further down into the back of her own mind. She shivered, arched her back, her hips twitching as she started fucking herself on the two intrusions so deep inside.

They were huge, stretching her out in a way that she had not felt yet. Her body wasn't used to it, didn't know what to do.

So, it just kept cumming, and the more she came, the more she squirted, the more she fell further and further into that empty, happy place in the back of her head. Thought didn't matter. It was easier to just feel pleasure. Action didn't matter; if she needed to do something, someone would tell her.

Further, further, further she went, dropping down as the otter leaned down, pulling back something along the lizard's pussy -

"Ah! Mmmph! Oh god...oh god yes..."

Joe was arching her back, thrusting her hips against the licks right on her clit, feeling that eager tongue working her up so fast, so easily. She couldn't think straight, couldn't pull her head on right as she felt that tongue dragging her forward towards another orgasm. So wet, so eager, so quick.

And there was no defense as the other woman held her clit hood back, forcing it out in the open, giving her most sensitive spot a huge tongue-lashing. Her body tensed up, her muscles quivering and shaking from head to toe, her nipples standing up harder than ever -

"AHHHHH!"

Until she screamed as she went over the edge, cumming her brains out, quite literally. The world went white, and her head went blank.

It was so empty in there. It was white, then pink, a pink mist of pleasure that lay over the places where her thoughts used to be. It was better not to think, better not to push herself. It felt so much better to give in and lie there, to let others make the pleasurable decisions, to let herself just drift and enjoy it.

Oh yes, just drift, enjoy, and listen.

Listen and obey.

The pleasurable feelings kept hitting her, other hands on her chest, on her ass. She was turned over, pulled on top of someone. She was vaguely aware of sliding her hips down, taking one cock in her pussy and the other in her ass. She was aware of feeling two hands on her chest, of someone grabbing her by the back of the head and shoving a cock down her throat.

She was aware of it, but she didn't care.

When she woke up, there was cold steel against her back, a light dressing gown on her front, and a great deal more substance on her chest than she remembered before blacking out. She groaned, rubbing her head.

"I wouldn't move much. The healing's almost done, but you don't want those bazookas to pop open right now."

VANE. He was talking, but from further away. That meant that she wasn't wearing her armor, which probably meant that she was naked, at best, rather than dressed. The lizard groaned, lifting her head just enough to look down at herself.

The armor AI wasn't kidding when he said bazookas. She had had massive breasts before, but now it looked like she had something akin to traffic cones sticking out from her chest. Not so irregularly shaped as that, but she was pretty sure that her upper half was almost entirely breast by this point. Her boobs were big enough that she would be amazed if they still fit in the armor, and if she was able to walk without falling face-first into the ground, she would be incredibly grateful.

"How the fuck..."

"Oh, Elizabeth decided that you should look better as her slut."

"WHAT?!" Joe tried to sit up, but the breasts were too heavy for the moment, keeping her down on the table. "What the fuck are you talking about?!"

"Oh come on, weren't you paying attention?" VANE asked. "When you lose a sex fight - and you, slut, lost spectacularly - it's only right for the winner to put a few conditions down. After all, mind-blank basically requires it. Otherwise you become a complete slave for the public."

That made some sense, but it didn't quite answer the question at hand, and she didn't have the energy to glare or argue it out of the armor. She just had to wait as he continued.

"So, since Elizabeth won, you're essentially her 'property' until you can win against her. I don't see that happening, mostly because you refuse to actually do anything fun, but hey, weirder things have happened. As her 'property', though, she can order you to get yourself modified so that you look the way that she wants you to look. And in this case, that meant much, much bigger boobs."

She grumbled under her breath, glaring down at them. They were huge, just...ridiculously huge. If she could avoid giving herself bruises while running, it would be a miracle, and if she could carry a rifle without giving it a titjob, that would be a bigger one.

"Oh, and she registered you as Josephine."

"FUCK THAT WOMAN!"

Joe rolled off the exam table, and instantly had karma slap her in the face. Karma being the right boob, apparently, which then joined with its sibling Retribution to yank her right down to the ground. She hit it hard enough to bounce back up, and slumped back against the exam table.

"...On second thought, I'm just gonna stay here for a second."

"Oh look. A smart bimbo."

"Fuck off."

The lizard shook her head, taking a few deep breaths to try and calm herself down. It wasn't easy, particularly with how much her body had been warped and how deeply she'd been insulted. A new name, a new body...

And above all, a new challenger.

In her world, Joe might not have been the very best bounty hunter, but she had been a damn good one. She could take on missions that most people would never touch, and she could go after people that most wouldn't even think about hunting.

To have her pride hit like this...

Oh, that otter is going to pay. I don't know how or when, but I'm going to find a way to make her pay for this.

The door to the exam room opened, and an orca stepped in. She turned, arching an eyebrow at him.

"Are you the doctor?"

"Pretty much."

"Pretty much?"

"Well, the guy that operated on you has already left for the day, but I'm here to make sure that your new gazongas are properly installed."

"I thought we went for bazookas?" VANE said.

"Hmm, well, the order said gazongas, so we had to go for the slightly smaller model."

"Damn. Gotta get my scanners checked..."

"Hello?" Joe pointed at herself. "I didn't consent to this."

"Your mistress did," the orca said. "And you walked in here and paid for it yourself."

"...I paid...with what?"

"Where do you think the bounty money went?" VANE asked.

"...that...little...GAH!" Joe turned, slamming her head against the exam table and instantly regretting it. "OW! Fuck, fuck, fuck...ow..."

"There are alternative forms of payment, if you need a partial reimbursement," the orca said.

"Yeah, and I can just guess how that works..."

"Well, it is up to you."

The lizard was seething on the inside. Every other time that she'd fallen into sex with someone, it had been through the whole mind-blank problem. She had gotten off too many times, and then someone else had taken advantage. The idea of just going with it on her own and giving the doc a blowjob was...

Well, it wasn't as anger-inducing as it might have been a few days ago, but it was damn well annoying. She was a bounty hunter, dammit. She should be able to afford things without resorting to this.

But...

Jobs were scarcer. There were more bounty hunters in this universe than there were back at home, and she needed to get every credit that she could put her hands on. Anything was better than losing credits right now.

"...Fine. I'll...suck you off."

"Lovely. Can't wait to sample those new breasts of yours."

"Just...don't talk?"

"Alright. I can live with that."

The orca pulled his pants open, revealing an uncut cock that was already stiffening up. The lizard went to her knees, gesturing for him to come over, and she tried not to breathe in too much of his musk. She was already light-headed, and she didn't need to get dizzier.

"No teeth," VANE reminded her.

"I'm not that stupid," she muttered in response.

"A bimbo with a brain? Impossible!"

Vowing to throw the AI out the airlock into the depths of space where nobody would ever find it again, the lizard thrust her head forward. The pleasure of a cock gliding over her lips was just as strong as it had always been, and she shivered a bit as she felt her pussy starting to drip already.

If she was going to sex-fight, then she needed to get a handle on it. She needed to get used to the feeling. That meant fucking around, letting people use her.

No, it meant her using other people. Using other people to get what she wanted.

Reframing it made it feel a little bit better. She just hoped that the feeling would last as she blew the orca, pulling her new breasts up along either side of his cock to tease it and stroke it along with her lips.

"Mmmph...Yeah, that's it, slut...god...if you knew what you were doing, you'd almost be as good as her."

She needed to figure out who this 'her' was, too, but that was on the back burner. For now, she needed to get her money back, and that she could do.

The End