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Fucked by the Find For Sinister By Draconicon

Space exploration wasn't a very good-paying occupation. Francis had known that when he got into it, and he had expected to operate at a loss for a couple of years until he managed to strike it big. Everyone did, eventually.

Or at least, so he thought.

It'd been ten years, and the most that the ram had managed to get under his belt during that time were a couple of mineral sources that mining companies paid a moderate fee for. They weren't great, but they were enough to pay off the rickety ship that he currently traveled in.

Not enough to upgrade it, though, and definitely not enough to keep it in good repair. The hunk of junk was on its last legs as it trembled around him, and he prayed that it would hold together for a couple more weeks...and he prayed that this latest tip would pan out.

"Just over the equator...down past the ice ring..."

The planet was a cold one, cold enough for the ice rings at the equator to be the warmest place on the planet. North and south of it, there was nothing, not even ruins, since everything seemed to just crack as soon as it hit the cold. Hell, his ship was barely able to fly through the air with full shields on.

He spotted the edge of the ruins that his tip had mentioned, and breathed a long, slow sigh of relief.

POP!

One button on the console in front of him shot out, taking him in the forehead. Francis yelped, covering the rapidly-forming bump on his forehead, swearing under his breath.

"Fucking...shit bucket...damn-fucking-fuck..."

He grumbled a few more times before pulling his hand down again, checking for blood and finding none. Good. At least there was that.

The ram pulled his ship around, the one-person, fat-backed craft slowly settling in for a landing in the courtyard of the old ruined palace. With any luck, there were still some old goods in this place. There were enough frozen bits of horticulture in the courtyard that he was pretty sure that there'd be some botanists that would want in on this place, but he wanted lighter things, bits and bobs that were light but sold high on the market.

Clunk. He landed, shut off the engines, and put the power to shields. Even here, the whole craft could be destroyed if he didn't leave it protected.

"Hold together til I get back..."

He couldn't believe it.

Despite the palace's surprising integrity, the whole place looked like it had been gutted. There was no furniture, there were no gems or bits of jewelry in the bedrooms, absolutely nothing that might be worth something.

He even went so far as to check the old kitchen, seeing if there was some rare iron in there, but no. Nothing. It was as if there had never been anything in the house.

His last hope was the main room, the sitting room, he imagined it would have been called back then. The ram took a deep breath, checked his oxygen levels - still about middling - and pushed the door open.

The forcefield keeping him from getting affected by the cold flickered as the doors opened, suddenly assaulted by old ice particles falling from the ceiling. It wasn't much, but enough for him to be a bit concerned. The field was down to about twenty-percent power, which meant he'd need to get out of here soon, but...well, it should hold for the last room.

There were a few promising things. Still no seats or useable furniture, but there were some metal rods laid against the far wall. Iron, heavy, but at least worth some money. Some old bits and bobs, too, like books that were half-rotted and iced-up carpets that might just be restorable.

But it was the ring that he almost missed in the middle of the floor that really caught his attention.

The ram knelt down, feeling the ice crack beneath the forcefield around him. He tapped his fingers, pulling the field back just enough to expose the fingertips.

Surprisingly, the gold band wasn't cold. In fact, it was...warm.

The hell?

He picked it up, seeing that there was a red gem right in the center of the band, one that glinted at him as he turned it back and forth. He puffed some air over the gem, rubbed it -

POOF!

The ruby exploded...and from it came a sudden swell of purple smoke. It was hot, hot enough to instantly melt the ice and turn it to steam, and hot enough to overwhelm his forcefield. Francis yelped as he fell backwards, falling into a puddle that immediately soaked through his clothes.

"Free...goodness, it's been a long time since someone sealed me in there..."

A voice? How?

The steam cleared enough for him to see a figure in the vapor, and then -

"Ahhhh, there you are..."

She stepped through. His eyes went wide as he looked at the voluptuous woman that had appeared out of nowhere, her purplish skin shining in the wet haze around them. Her breasts were completely on display, heavy and thick with a piercing or two going through her nipples. Her eyes were half-lidded, obviously looking down at him, obviously thinking him beneath her. She took another step towards him -

"Oh my GOD!"

And he shouted as he saw her cock come into view. Heavy, thick, and pierced all along the underside in a Jacob's Ladder, it was like her cock was spitting in the face of the rest of her femininity.

And it was getting hard as she looked at him.

"Oh god no, oh god, oh FUCK no!"

"Mmm, are you complaining about what you see, little man?"

"I ain't little! And...and yeah! Get that fucking thing out of my face."

"Out of your face? Hon. I haven't even gotten it IN your face yet."

The ram's eyes went wide, and he tried to turn, but it was too late.

Even as he tried to get to his feet, she grabbed him by the horns, pulling him forward. Her hips thrust forward, her cock slapping him across the face one way, then the other before she pulled back.

"Heh, look at that. You already have handlebars. How sweet."

"Let go of me, you fucking - mmmph!"

Her cock pushed right into his mouth, his jaw just about breaking from the sudden penetration. It didn't, but it was definitely stretched a lot further than it normally would be.

He grunted, shaking his head one way, then the other, then back again. There was no way for him to pull back from her dick, no way for him to escape her shaft, her lust, and worst of all, her musk.

And it was a potent musk, too, one that was already searing his nose, pulling his head away from all the other things that he should have been thinking of. His cock was rising against his will in his pants, and his arms were starting to go weak as he pushed against her thighs less and less forcefully. He groaned as she pulled his head down, forcing him to take her cock whether he wanted it or not.

Further, further, further, his throat stuffed full of it by the time that he reached her crotch. His eyes were glazed, his body weak even as his mind railed against what was happening to him. It was...it was...

Nnngh! Let...let go...

He tried to push against her legs again, and after a few seconds...

He popped off.

Francis yelped as he went flying backwards, landing on all fours with a small thud. He groaned, shaking his head, already trying to crawl further away from the creature, but she already had a grip on his leg, pulling him back.

"Ah, do you really think I wouldn't thank you for all the work that you did to get me free?"

"I don't want - let me go! Let me go!"

"Honey, it's my way of thanking my rescuer. Surely, you wouldn't deny a lady her traditions?"

She pulled his pants down, his ass exposed to the warm air she was putting off. Exposed to that, and her cock, which was already lowering and rubbing against his ass cheeks. Francis shook his head, trying again to pull forward, and failing once more.

"No, no, no..."

"Yes, dear. Yes."

POP!

The ram bleated at the top of his lungs as he was suddenly penetrated, his eyes going wider than dinner plates as he felt his hole opening wider than it had any right to. Her cock was slowly sliding in, aided only by the spit of the one-thrust blowjob that he'd given it, and it was slowly delving deeper and deeper into his ass. One thrust, two thrusts, three, getting further and further in until -

Plop. Her balls bounced off of his, resting against them. She had hilted inside of him. Francis wheezed for breath, swearing that there was a giant bulge in his stomach from her cock inside of him.

"OH god..."

"Now, let's see about giving you a FULL thanks, hmm?"

She's going to break me...oh god, she's going to break me...

The End