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The Space Bimbo Chapter 4: The First Foursome For Engy By Draconicon

Despite her best efforts, Joe wasn't able to dodge the Josephine name that Elizabeth had slapped on her. She wasn't sure what the otter had done, but the name followed her from the enhancement clinic - as it was called - to the bounty office, and even to the name registry for ship owners. She couldn't get away from it. The most that she was able to do was add the nickname 'Jo' to it.

It wasn't much, but at least it was close to her name rather than the humiliating, overly-fancy one that the other bounty hunter called her.

As the weeks went by, the money that she was earning for Barnabas's new experiment slowly added up. The thousands became tens of thousands, which in turn became a few hundred thousand. The raven continued to buy up equipment whenever he could, making good on his half of the deal, and Jo...

Well, Jo sent pictures back from the field, mostly showing off her body getting stained and exposed from the fighting, but occasionally with cum on her face and other places. It wasn't the student pictures that she'd promised the raven at the start of it, but she didn't have time to go back and pose for him in the lab. Not when there were so many people that needed to be brought down across the galaxy.

At least, that was the excuse that she used.

In reality, it was hard for her to focus when she started doing dirty things. She had experimented with a few of her targets, using her mouth and giving a blowjob here and there, and had once or twice gone more 'exposed' - mostly because VANE forced some exhibitionism upon her - and it had worked well. Her targets had gone down faster, and she had to admit that using the mind-blank state to force some conditions on them was more beneficial than she expected.

But there was something about acting all slutty that was messing with her pride. She didn't like the way that it was so...so easy for her to forget all the stuff that she used to do. How it was easier to give a blowjob than it was to shoot someone. How it was easier to put pride on the shelf and just show off her pussy for a few seconds to gain an advantage.

It shouldn't be that easy, she thought as she brought her ship into the fuel trails of her target. I should be fighting this...why do I almost...want it?

"Because everyone's a slut and you're not any better. Why do you keep moping about fucking a few people?" her AI asked from between her breasts.

"Because I don't want to be - you know what, I'm sick of arguing with you."

She grabbed the top of her jumpsuit and just yanked it down. Sure, it exposed her great honking boobs, but it was better than listening to him right at that moment in time. She dragged the jumpsuit all the way down to her waist, leaving his microphone sitting on her lap rather than between her boobs.

Shaking her head, she used her piloting skills to get them closer and closer to the frigate ahead. This was a bit of a different assignment, according to Barnabas. This one wasn't just knocking out a baddie and bringing him in for the funds. This one was a full freighter takedown, and she had to make sure that she did it right.

Bringing back a ship instead of bringing back a person. Someone must be paying the big bucks for this one.

Jo piloted her craft under the bigger engines in the back, dropping out of the fuel trails and the ions that the ship was putting off and scooting along the belly. She couldn't risk sliding too far from the ship, despite the obvious risks of crashing into it; being this close confused the scanners, kept her from being noticed.

So she wove her way between the rods and landing panels at the bottom of the ship, keeping an eye on the shield readouts for the belly of her own ship. They were passing over a star right now, and that meant that there was every possibility for the ambient radiation to start fucking with her if it suddenly dropped.

Thankfully, it held long enough for her to get attached to the ship's maintenance port on the bottom of it. She undid her restraints, tapping a few buttons on the side of the cockpit as the ships linked.

"You realize that they'll have noticed that."

"Yes, but unless they've sat a guard right at the hole, I have some time to get where I want to be."

"And you know that the hole's unguarded because..."

"They're pirates. They're not going to stare at a hole all day. Not unless it's between someone's legs."

"True. Are you going to pull me back up now?"

"Are you going to show off my boobs?"

"Duh?"

"Just...not too much."

She dragged him back up, and the white jumpsuit reformed a bit. The sides were open, almost like inviting a pair of hands to rest on her hips, while her breasts were exposed in the middle, like a boob window right to her chest. Thankfully, VANE put a force field up between them and the rest of the world, but it was still just a trifle embarrassing to have it open like that.

She shook her head, pulling out a dart gun and a pellet launcher. She hated using the more sexualized weapons, but she had to admit that they were better for this world than guns. The force fields stopped bullets all too well, and the lasers were bounced all over the place.

Something sharper, like the darts, could go further in most of the different shields and nanite barriers, and the pellets could explode and push liquid past most of the shields. The fact that she was fighting with aphrodisiacs aside, she could see how the different weaponry had developed. She didn't like it, but she understood it.

The lizard counted to three, then pushed her way through the hole between their ships.

The frigate hallways were wide enough for four people to walk abreast, covered in white metal. She looked back and forth, saw nobody in the hall, then darted forward, her boots clicking.

"We need to get you some high heels. Would push you forward a bit faster. And god, it would show off that ass more. Do you know how much you make me hide this thing? This should be fucking naked."

"I'll take fashion advice from you after you graduate from a course on High-End Protective Fashions."

"There's gotta be an online course on that somewhere..."

Rolling her eyes at the AI, she flicked the microphone as they came to a T-Junction.

"Get me a connection with Barnabas. And while you're at it, stream me a schematic of this thing."

"You could at least push me deep enough for a motorboat with that."

"Later."

"I'll hold you to that."

The AI had proven to be more than just a useful suit of armor management. As his name stated, he was also a neural enhancer. In addition to taking away distractions, he could also feed her information.

In this case, that information came as a map in the corner of her eye, one that was barely present until she looked down and to the right. Then it popped up in a more full view.

The ship was had four main levels. The back of the ship, near the engine, was mostly dedicated to the cargo bay, two levels tall. She was in the maintenance section, which was combined with the main power core, which was even better.

Above her was the mess hall, and above that the barracks and security part of the ship. Above that was the bridge. She looked it over, checking for stairs and lifts. The former would be better, and the latter would tell her when to expect a sudden visitor.

Ding.

Like right then.

Jo whipped her head towards the lift further down the corridor, the dart gun coming up in one hand, the pellet gun in the other. She let herself get one good look at the lizard that was coming out, long enough to see that he had a shield rather than a nanite armor, and she pulled the trigger on the pellet gun.

Splash. The aphrodisiac pellet hit the shield on the blue lizard's face, only for it to explode and douse him with the dose of horny juice. She was already moving forward, shouldering past him as he hit the ground with a fast-rising erection, watching the lizard hump the air before shutting the doors to the lift.

"Awwww, you're not going to have some fun with him?"

"I don't have the time. If he was coming in response to the intrusion, then people are waiting for him to respond. I need to get to the officers, fast."

"Taking them out from the top, hmm? Sure that you're butch enough to handle that?"

"I'm sure enough that I can deal with them, however I need to."

"Oooooh, does that mean that I get to have a show?"

That would be the perverted raven. She flicked her eyes to the left, pulling up the video screen that he had opened for the call. He was sitting back, already pulling his zipper down, and she could tell that he was eagerly waiting for her to start fuck-fighting.

She sighed. This was going to be...interesting.

"You'll probably see something," she admitted. "Do you have a crew list for this thing?"

"Uh...somewhere, I think. Why?"

"Am I dealing with more than twelve people?"

"Uh...uh..." She saw him shuffling about as the lift continued upwards. "Uh, here's the files. No, um, I think you only have about six permanent crew."

"And I already dealt with one. I'm guessing one's the pilot, one's the commander, and the other three are muscle?"

"It would fit the usual profile," VANE confirmed. "Why? Planning an orgy?"

"No."

Or at least, not exactly planning one. More like seeing if sex fighting or normal fighting was more viable.

On the one hand, a smaller group meant that she could fight through them quicker, and she would be unlikely to still be knocking one of them out by the time that someone else came to fight her. She could go through them in the traditional way without fighting too long of a war of attrition, before superior numbers wore her down and she was forced to either retreat or submit.

On the other hand, she was still woefully inexperienced in sex fighting, and fighting with only four enemies - since the fifth would be busy flying the ship - would give her the chance to flex those muscles and try some new stuff.

She just wished that she didn't have the sexologist looking over her shoulder for the whole thing.

"Barnabas?"

"Yes?"

"Are all the crew scalies?"

"From the looks of things, yes. Three other lizards, a dragon, and an iguana. Why?"

"I think I can handle that. I hope."

"Ooooh, let me be the teacher for this. I can tell you how you need to fight them. I know exactly what you need to do in order to get them off fast."

He was a sexologist, after all. She should have expected that, particularly with how he had been so eager to be the perverted teacher for her already. Sighing, she rubbed her nose, avoiding her lips.

"We'll -"

Ding.

The doors of the lift opened, and she found herself staring at four scalies playing cards. A dragon commander, three lizards. They all turned to her slowly, and she could see that their cocks were already hardening in their underwear.

No clothes. Lovely.

"Hey guys," VANE said for her. "Up for a sex fight?"

"Didn't know we ordered a bimbo, but looks like we're getting some fun tonight, guys," the red dragon said, getting to his feet. "Get over here, slut. Let's see if you can even take one of us."

...Fuck you, VANE. I was hoping -

"You'll need to take them slower," the perverted armor whispered to her. "If you don't, then you're going to get overwhelmed. One, then two, then all of them."

"He's right. Make sure that you take it slow. Otherwise, you might be too sensitive to take what they can dish out."

She was surprised at how serious they were both being. It was...a bit comforting, she had to admit. Not as good as she would like, but a hell of a lot better than what she had been feeling a moment ago.

The lizard woman walked into the room, struggling forward with as much confidence as she could summon as she approached their card table. One of the lizards - a brown one, rather than the yellow or purple one that were standing further to the side - cleared it with a sweep of his hand, and she stepped onto the table with more confidence than she felt.

Now what?

"Lay down and spread your legs," Barnabas whispered in her head. "Make sure that you get them good and wide. See if you can pull that jumpsuit in a bit tighter, VANE. I want her to have a good camel-toe for this."

"You programmed me, you perverted bird. I know what I'm doing."

The AI did just that, pulling the jumpsuit in even tighter to her sex as she slowly pushed herself forward, going to her knees on the table before leaning back. She let the little signals from VANE's control of the jumpsuit tell her where to put her legs, how to hold them, letting them spread further so that they could show off her pussy to the dragon.

It didn't take long for the big guy's cock to be pushing out, and for her to be reminded about what she was going to be doing.

I can't believe that I'm going to take dick. I was straight back then, you know.

"Well, technically, you're still straight now. You were more gay in the clinic than you are here," the raven said, and she was surprised to hear him trying to be comforting.

"Yeah, and that lesbian action was hot." VANE, on the other hand, obviously didn't care at all.

The dragon was already running his hands along her thighs, and Jo forced a smile, looking around the room at the four different scalies. The purple lizard leaned over her, stroking her breast.

"Man, she looks just like that legend, doesn't she?"

"That stupid thing is nothing but a myth," the dragon commander growled. "And a good thing. That avenger would be driving us outta business."

"Yeah, but...think about how hot it'd be to fuck her."

"Stop making me think of anything but what's in front of me," the dragon said. "This is a sex fight, and if she wants to just hand herself over, I'm gonna savor it."

Jo expected to be a bit afraid off this, but instead, she felt...she felt something different. Almost an instinct about what she needed to do.

Even before Barnabas could tell her what to start with, the lizard reached out with her legs, wrapping them around the dragon's hips and pulling him in close. She felt his cock bulge right up against her, and she grinned as she squeezed him, holding him tight against her sex.

"Heh, you going to keep a lady waiting?" she said.

Where the fuck did that line come from?

"Because I know..."

She was dragging her boots along his back, pumping right against his spine to pull him forward against her again.

"That you got a lot to offer a girl like me."

"Since when did you - oh, that's hot...oh, keep doing that," the raven said, the camera in the corner of her eye showing that he was already getting into it. She barely avoided rolling her eyes as she watched him start to jerk off.

For the moment, she needed to keep her attention on the dragon, because this guy was...well, he was hung. Hung heavier than the guys that she had been blowing, at the very least. She could feel him against her pussy, feel how hot and hard he was, and as he finally pulled his underwear down, she could see it. At least eleven inches of dick, throbbing and swelling and dripping.

VANE was filtering out the musk in the air to keep her from being affected by it, but she was still getting wet from it. She spread her legs a bit further at the thighs, pushing her ankles together a bit tighter behind his back.

"Go on," she said, her lips moving as if by instinct alone, channeling something that she didn't even know how to describe. "Let's see what you can do to my little pussy."

"God, so innocent and so sultry at the same time...fuck..."

"Stop distracting me," VANE chimed in. "You're not the only one that wants to get off to this."

Guys, maybe you could tell me what to do next?

"Oh, uh..." VANE paused. "Barnabas?"

"Take him to the hilt, and then squeeze. Keep him in deep. He'll want to do long, slow thrusts, make sure that he does the deep, quick ones instead. It won't hit you as hard, and he'll be getting more stimulation along the head of his cock."

She could do that. She hoped. As long as her legs held out and kept him pinned inside of her, she was pretty sure that she could keep up with his needs.

Jo smirked as best she could as VANE opened a hole in the jumpsuit, a slit in the crotch for the dragon's cock to slide in. She pushed him forward -

"Mmmph..."

And had to let out a moan through gritted teeth at how good he felt in her depths. She let out a long, slow sigh as she felt him going deeper, deeper, and deeper still, her back arching as she took him right there on the card table.

"Yes, like that," she heard the raven say, the soft sound of his fapping following after. "Show him some elegance. Keep him deep, squeeze. Squeeze now."

Jo did just as she was told, and was surprised to feel a sudden squirt inside of her. The dragon slumped forward, his cock throbbing harder than ever inside of her, and she could see his hands curling into claws along the top of the table.

"You okay, boss?" the yellow lizard asked.

"Yeah, yeah...just...wow...she got tight."

"Honey, that's hardly all I can do."

This isn't me, she thought, but her body was already moving.

She arched her back off the table, thrusting her hips to meet his crotch. The sudden movement gave her a pleasurable buzz between her legs, a hot heat that was waking up and begging for more cock, but at the same time, she was aware of something else.

Aware of being...being in control as she did it.

Her puffy lips ruined her smirk to some extent, but she couldn't help it. The feeling of being in charge was...rather intoxicating, even though she was still the one on the table, still the one pinned beneath a bigger male.

Thinking she could handle another, she gestured at the two lizards nearest her, purple and yellow. They stepped forward and she grabbed their cocks, giving them a slow stroke as the dragon tried to thrust into her. Tried, considering that she was doing more of the work, thrusting her hips forward to keep him exactly where she wanted, tensing her inner walls on him to restrict his movement, keep him deep as she'd been told.

She was surprised that she didn't feel the need to cum yet. She had expected to feel that urge almost immediately after feeling his cock sliding into her, but there was something in the way she was moving that kept it pleasant, but not overwhelming. A way that kept her in control, pleasing her but not breaking her.

She liked it.

It's completely fucking messed up...but I like it.

As Jo got used to the feeling of the cock inside of her, and as the two lizards started groaning from their handjobs, the third one finally came up to her mouth. He slapped her cheek with his cock, looking like he was feeling pretty confident about using her puffy lips.

"Hey, bimbo, you still got another hole up here. How about you put it to use?"

Her confidence faltered slightly. She knew how sensitive her lips were, how wet she could get if she started giving a blowjob. What if she ended up getting overstimulated? They had pushed her to take it slower, but -

"Heh, that wasn't a request, bitch."

Mr. Brown Lizard's cock went right between her lips, and as he grabbed her snout tightly, he forced it into her mouth. She gasped as it passed between her lips, going right down into her throat in the first thrust.

"Mmmph!"

"Oh fuck...god, I don't know how long I can last down here," the dragon grunted.

"Heh, no problem if you can't, boss."

"Yeah, the rest of us can take up the slack."

"Four against one. Gotta like those odds in a sex fight."

The lizards and dragon were quite confident...and justifiably so. She was panting already from the feeling of that cock sliding in and out of her mouth, the sensation as good, if not better, than the feeling between her legs. The taste and smell of the big dick was strong enough that VANE wasn't able to filter it all out, and she shivered as it hit her right in the core of that slutty part of herself.

"Tough it out, Jo!" Barnabas shouted in the back of her head. "Just hold on. You still have that free orgasm, remember? Just hold out for a bit longer, and they'll start losing it. Just don't let him pull out."

Easier said than done. She didn't know if she could keep her focus with the way that things were going, and the lizards and dragon were not letting up. They held her down with their full body weight, taking away her control and fucking her pussy, her hands, and her mouth with abandon. She couldn't push them away...and she almost didn't want to.

Her inner walls were clamping down on the dragon, hard. Every time that she felt him shift, she squeezed again, forcing him to keep sliding back inside of her, forcing him to keep fucking her. She tilted her head back further, letting her neck rest against the back of the table, letting the lizard's cock go right down her throat.

The other two, the ones getting handjobs, continued to ooze pre all over the place. Her jumpsuit was getting soaked, and she could hear VANE and Barnabas enjoying the show.

Particularly as she started to moan, feeling herself getting close to that first orgasm.

Barnabas had told her that she had high sensitivity, but that she had the chance to come down quickly from mind-blank if she could take control of the situation. She needed to make sure that the scalies kept underestimating her, believing that she was nothing but the bimbo that she appeared to be.

So...she pushed.

She squeezed.

She let all those sensations come crashing down on her at once...and she came.

"MMMMMMPH!"

It hit her just as hard as ever, her back arching off the table despite the pressure on her from above. She squeezed down on the dragon's cock, and she felt him squirt in her, hotter and thicker than the pre-cum that she had felt before. The sensation was just as hot, just as sexy, though.

She felt the others moan, grunting about how hot she looked, and she could hear both the AI and the professor groaning about wanting to be there, wanting to use her in the same way.

Fat chance, guys.

"You're no fun," VANE said.

"Come on, that's not fair. So much teasing..."

Knowing that the dragon would be weaker now, she pulled him down again, yanking him against her with her boots. He fell over the table, dislodging the guy that was fucking her mouth before he could cum, and Jo chuckled.

"Well, if you can't stay there, perhaps you should wait your turn. I'll take you all on..."

There was only so much bravado that one person could have, but Jo was starting to feel like she was channeling something else. This was coming too easily, almost like someone or something else was pushing her to be sluttier, to be hornier, to be fighting with her sex rather than with her body and tools.

Whatever it was, she let it guide her, rolling the dragon over, her hands on his chest as she started riding his cock. Her hips bounced up and down, up and down, soaking his crotch and dribbling her juices down to his balls. He was gasping for breath, his eyes already slightly glazed-over, and she could tell that he was barely able to keep himself from cumming as it was. There was no way that he could fight her off.

Just to up the ante, and to keep the others from trying to save their commander, she looked over her shoulders...and raised her tail.

"Someone gonna take the other hole?"

"You will obey me. You will all obey me. You will fly this ship all the way to these coordinates, then you will shove yourselves in the escape pod and fly away. There will be no arguments, no attempts to take anything with you. Everything on the ship belongs to me."

As the lizards and dragon repeated her words, she wondered how long that would stick. Sex fighting was still new to her, and holding them all under her spell was something that she quite understand yet. VANE told her that all it took was some verbal commands, but it seemed too easy.

"Well, it has to be easy enough for a bimbo to understand, doesn't it?" the AI said.

"Well, yes, but I'm not a bimbo."

"No, I suppose not. Ah, but for the lack of a brain, I would have had a perfect sex doll to play with."

"Flatterer."

She blinked.

"You didn't hear that."

"Oh, I did. In fact -"

"Flatterer," came the recording of her voice. No context to it, thankfully, but she imagined that the AI had more than that stored away in his little processors.

Shaking her head, she climbed into her ship, leaving the frigate to pilot itself. She had a sexologist to meet, a machine to build, and a universe to get back to.

Two out of three wasn't bad. Sadly, the one ended up being the most crucial.

Jo and Barnabas stood at the far side of one of his labs, staring at the smoking, formerly flaming hulk that had been the interdimensional transport machine. The lizard woman was slowly shaking her head, hardly able to believe it.

"Well, I did say that it might not work," the raven said.

"You...you..."

"Well, look on the bright side. At least you don't have to leave all that sex behind."

"You...you..."

She couldn't even find the words. She was so angry, so furious about being trapped here again that she couldn't even spit. The lizard turned to face the raven, her eyes going wider and wider, her hands shaking more and more.

I'm fucking trapped here, you asshole! I want out! I want to go back to a normal life! I want...I want...you fuck!

And her thoughts were not much better. She couldn't think, she couldn't speak, and she knew that if she didn't find some sort of distraction, she was going to kill the raven. No matter how useful or helpful he'd been, she was so angry at his lack of understanding, so furious at his lack of compassion, that she would rip his head clear off.

Knowing that would only make things worse didn't stop her. She needed to do something...

And there was only one thing she could do.

Grabbing him by the shoulders, she threw him to the floor. He yelped, trying to throw up his arms defensively, but she pinned them with her legs, spreading them wide so that her pussy was right over his beak. He stared at it, then he stared at her.

"You...you want..."

"No. I want you to shut up. I want you to fucking shut up, figure something out, and the only way that I can keep myself from killing you while you do it is to have a huge distraction. So GET LICKING!"

"...Yes, ma'am."

Barnabas buried his face between her legs, and despite his beak, he was actually doing fairly well. The lizard leaned her head back, gradually thrusting her hips forward, back, and then forward again, riding along his tongue and letting it tease her.

Jo knew that there had to be other ways to get herself home. There always were other ways. She just had to find them. So what if the sexologist had managed to blow up the machine? So what if she had to go find more jobs just to make sure that there was enough money for all of this?

She'd do it. She'd do whatever it took to get home. Anything to get away from this...this...

This hot madness...

It's hot, but it's not me...it's not me...

The pride of the bounty hunter continued to rebel against the need that her body felt, and she gripped it tight, hoping that it would keep her from becoming too much of a slut. Too much of a slut didn't even seem possible in this world, but she didn't want to risk it. And if she managed to find a way home -

No, when she managed to find a way home, it would not do to be a slut. A slut could not survive in her world.

She closed her eyes, lowering herself further on the scientist's face, letting the raven have a taste of what he'd been spying on for so long. At least it finally made him shut up.

The End