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The Space Bimbo Chapter 6: A Pit-Stop Perk For Engy By Draconicon

It turned out that, not only was the Fornax system on the complete other side of known space, but it was also one of those locations that was a pain in the ass to get to. It took too long, it only had one thing going for it...

And it would suck you dry getting the fuel to make the trip.

Jo glared at the climbing prices as she transferred blocks of fuel from the storage bays at the galactic pit stop into her ship. It was not helping her feel better about the whole situation, and the way that the credits kept climbing, she wondered how anyone could ever go to the Fornax system if they lived more than a few light jumps away.

"Well, it helps that they are surrounded by black holes. And not the fun sort," VANE said.

"Don't remind me. I'm not looking forward to navigating that field of crap."

She shook her head, debating whether to shift a fourth block of fuel onto the ship. It'd cost another thousand in credits, but it would probably be worth it for all the careful flying and the stop-starting that she'd have to do when she got to the Black Ring, as that area of space was called. Not having any charts in and out, she'd have to navigate it on her own, and she doubted that it would go as well as some of her hunts had.

That said, she hoped that Elizabeth had the same problem. From what she'd been able to drag out of others, Elizabeth the otter wasn't a frequent patron of Fornax and its planets, and that meant that she might be delayed as much as Jo was. Maybe more.

After all, I don't have any idea how good a pilot she is. Maybe I'm the better one.

That made her smile, but it made her decision no easier.

"...Fuck it. Let's make sure we get through."

As she dragged her finger across the screen, another robo-loader passed by, leaving her ship and going back to the storage bays. It would take a good few minutes for the yellow labor-bot to get it properly fitted with the fuel bays of her ship, so she had time to kill. She paid the bill first, though; no need to let someone else start getting free fuel on her account.

Jo looked around the pit stop. It wasn't much of a thing. The interior of an asteroid had been hauled out to make room for a place for people traveling the space lanes to turn in and rest for a while. It was little more than a space motel, one of millions scattered across space.

After all, space was far more three-dimensional - and sometimes even four-dimensional - than most people gave it credit for. Even a carefully set course could leave you overshooting anything smaller than a moon if you were unlucky. These little asteroid rest stops were basically banking on the fact that there were more ships than there were space lanes and hoping that they'd get lucky with the spot they picked.

That, and having plenty of amusements waiting for those that were stopping in.

She glanced at the people stuck in one of the walls by the fueling station. Get a fuel and a fuck, she supposed. There were men and women alike sticking out of the walls, and only some of the men were positioned so that their dicks were fuckable rather than their asses. A pain for her, in a way, but she was glad not to have the temptation.

"You know, you're killing me here," VANE said.

"Why?"

"Because you're not fucking anything. I thought that we turned a corner back at the strip club. Why aren't you fucking anything?"

"One. Do you see a penis down there?"

"No, but you've got a pussy. You could scissor someone."

"Not my thing. Two. Do you really think we have time for that?"

"It's twenty minutes. If that. You really think that twenty minutes could make that much of a difference?"

In all honesty, she didn't think that two hours could make that much of a difference, but she had been wrong before. This universe seemed particularly eager to prove her wrong about a number of things, for that matter, so she wasn't going to give it a chance.

"We leave after fueling up. End of discussion."

"One of these days, Barnabas is going to finish building that body-integration chip, and he'll want me to be in it without having to fuck him. What are you gong to do then?"

"Hopefully, be a long, long way from here."

This Dr. Wan had to know something worthwhile. She was hanging all her hopes on that, because if he didn't...

Well, she didn't want to think about how crushing that particular thought would be. She just wanted to focus on the possibility of capturing him, getting back to the raven, and then putting all that knowledge to work getting her the hell out of this universe.

As the robo-loader returned with the fuel cell, she opened the back of the ship and let it in. She was about to step inside and watch when she heard a wet, loud smack. Not the sort of thing that one usually heard from a fuck, which was why it was so surprising in this kind of place. The lizard turned around, looking around the side of her ship.

There was a bird of paradise laid out on the floor, looking very feminine until she saw that the bird had a dick. The curvy male whimpered as a pirate-looking guy stomped on his crotch, a thick boot pushing that dick down and pinning it against the bird's groin.

"Heh, what do you think you're doing, little slut?" the wolf pirate asked. "You think you can just duck out without giving us proper service?"

"I - I'm not one of them. I'm just stuck here, waiting for my friends to come back."

"Well, that's not what the owner says," the wolf said, chuckling as he pulled a cigar from his leather vest. "He says that you're working off a debt for him."

"Yeah, a debt for the place he's letting me stay in. I'm just a waiter."

"A waiter that gets fucked when he doesn't do that good. And you didn't do near good enough, did he, boys?"

"No boss."

"Ain't done good enough at all."

"Yeah, real insulting to the pack."

Pack. In other words, this was a whole crew of wolves, all of them lining up behind their alpha to be bully boys. She had seen that often enough in her world, though this was the first time that she'd seen something that was approaching rape in this one. She'd almost thought that wasn't possible.

The wolf pressed down that much harder on the bird's crotch, and she realized that the poor guy was close to his limits. His cheeks were burning, and he was whimpering as if his balls were about to be crushed.

That was more than Jo was willing to let slide.

She pulled her pellet gun from her waist, holding it over her head and pulling the trigger. The soft bang was still heard by the pack, six different wolves - including the alpha - turning to face her.

"You know, I don't think that it's a good idea to start throwing your weight around in a place like this," Jo said, lowering the gun back to her hip but not holstering it. "You never know who else is watching. Just because you travel in packs doesn't mean that lonely travelers can't team up."

"Who the hell are you?" the alpha said.

"None of your business. But if you really want to start something, start it with me."

"What, this fuck your boy toy or something?"

"Not really. I just don't like seeing people get kicked around like that. So."

She leaned back into her ship, and pulled out one of the other new things that Barnabas had given her.

It was a rifle, one that was almost as big as her torso. It probably could have been classified as a bazooka if it didn't have rapid-fire capability, or the fact that it was probably a good bit more painful to use than one. She hefted it over her shoulder, aiming it right at the wolf alpha.

"The question is, do you want to fall down, or do you want to back down?"

"...Who the fuck..."

"Boss, boss!"

One of the wolves ran up, grabbing the alpha wolf's jacket by the sleeve.

"Boss, it's her. You know, the legendary one? She's been kicking ass all up and down the Inside Corridor. She messed up Jek. She's the...she's the..."

Jo pulled herself up a bit straighter, a smile crossing her puffy lips despite herself. So, some of the stories were coming out, huh? She could live with that. She listened, wondering what sort of title she'd be given.

"The Legendary Star Slut!"

"..."

POW!

The weapon went off in her hands, a laser blast thick as a person shooting from the barrel. The other wolves jumped out of the way, but the guy that called her that was sent flying backwards.

Fucker.

"Hehehe, he's not wrong, though. There is a legend of a female coming around and fucking everyone up. Literally."

"I don't care. I'm not that person, I never will be that person, and you aren't going to call me that."

The entire pack turned to look at their comrade, and she had to admit, she was staring, too. The wolf was on his back, groaning and grunting, arching his back against the floor and straining against his leather jacket.

And after a few seconds, it was easy to see why.

The leather was already rising in the pecs, and everyone gasped as the start of breasts were forming on the canine. She rolled her eyes, realizing what the weapon was for, and tossed it back into the ship.

A lady laser. That was all sorts of fun. She walked across the pit stop, looking down at the wolf who was still gasping, still growing a pair of boobs. The other female to be was halfway there already, her crotch starting to pull in, the bulge that had been rather present on the male disappearing at a rapid rate.

"What...what are you..."

"I think it's pretty obvious what it's doing to you."

Jo shook her head, grabbing hold of the wolf's hand and pulling him to his feet. Not much weight to pull though, considering that most of that was shifting to the chest, and to the ass.

She was surprised to see that so much had already changed for the wolf, considering that she'd barely shot him a few seconds ago. That developing chest was already rushing up past the B cups, well into C territory and looking to get bigger. The zipper was being pushed down, showing off more and more cleavage as the seconds went on.

The wolf grabbed for his pants, and not a moment too soon. Though the ass and hips were getting a bit bigger, his waist was losing its size, and the jeans he wore were trying to fall right off of him. He whimpered, blushing worse as his package was all too obviously disappearing.

"Mmmph...that's not fair," the wolf said, his voice even starting to rise in pitch.

Jo rubbed the back of her head, trying to figure out a nice way of moving forward with this. But really, what the hell was she supposed to do? Apologize for transforming someone that had insulted her? That didn't feel fair.

She shook her head. Better to just let them figure out what they wanted to do with their new body. Turning away as the wolf finally lost her grip on her pants - and before the cock that was turning into a pussy could be revealed - Jo turned back to her ship -

Only to find herself staring down the barrels of five other weapons, the wolves finally turning their full attention on her rather than on the woman that she had just created. The bird was nowhere in sight, either.

"...You've got to be kidding me. You saw what I did to her," Jo said, gesturing over her shoulder. "Do you really want to start this?"

"You just attacked the pack," one of the wolves said.

"Pack protects pack."

"And you're not going to be able to take what we do."

"Yeah," the alpha said. "By the time that we're done with you, you're not going to be anything but a slave. A little bimbo slut that should have kept her nose where it belonged."

"..." Jo sighed. "Alright...I guess we're doing this. VANE?"

"Yes?"

"Priority target the alpha. Keep the others at secondary."

"No lesbian scene?"

"No."

"Dammit."

Still, at least the AI did what he was told this time. He probably knew that they were in some rather deep trouble, and regardless of the fact that he was more intangible and less vulnerable than she was, he probably didn't want to have her stuck as a slave somewhere any more than she did. If nothing else, so that he didn't lose his mobility around the universe.

Her vision crackled for a moment, then five different targeting reticles popped up in her vision. The biggest one was on the alpha, and they beeped as the AI locked onto the different wolves.

Alright...let's get this show on the road.

Jo lunged forward, sweeping under the first few blasts of darts and more. She swung herself in by the tail, launching herself off the ground again to deliver a quick bootless kick to one wolf's face. He covered his nose as he was ground against her sole, gasping as he went to the ground.

Must have had a bit of a musk fetish. Or a foot one, anyway. She rolled away from him, ignoring the cum stain in his pants. That'll keep him busy for a bit.

She swept her hands out, grabbing the barrels of two pistols and holding tight. They tried to shoot, but her fingers were perfectly placed to keep that from happening. Mostly by jamming the mechanisms that would fire and getting her fingers crushed instead, but that was something that she accepted.

Wincing, she yanked the guns free, tossing them across the deck.

One down, two disarmed. Just the alpha and one more -

"Behind, behind!"

She threw herself to the deck, seeing the needle that had been about to puncture the rear of her jumpsuit go flying overhead. Wiping her forehead out of relief more than anything else, she rolled onto her back, pulling both her guns out.

Pellets went flying after the subordinate wolf, while the needle gun tracked the alpha. She dragged the gun around, following him, only to see him disappear behind the hull of her ship.

Goddammit.

Getting to her feet, she dragged herself to the other side, feeling for the gaps in the hull that she knew were there. The lizard hoisted herself up one-handed, sheathing the pellet gun as she climbed up to the top of the ship.

And just in time, too. She heard the 'ha' of the wolf turning the corner, the pfft sound of the dart gun firing where she'd been standing.

She shook her head.

They never think about going up once they're on the ground.

It was a tactic that she had used multiple times in the past, something that always got her out of trouble. People were so focused on the two-dimensional world around them that most of them never bothered to think that they should be concerned about what was above or below them. It worked in space, too, but pilots were a bit more used to that sort of thing.

On the ground, though...

The lizard sat on the ship above the wolf, shaking her head as the alpha turned this way and that. VANE seemed to be just as amused.

"Do you want to keep him?"

"Not when he's this stupid."

He turned as soon as he heard her voice, but she had her gun already aimed right at his head. Or rather, at his neck and shoulders. Darts didn't do well against skulls.

"Don't even think about it," Jo said. "I can drop you faster than you can drop me."

"...You're better than I thought."

"Yeah, well, you know how it goes. You train and you train, and suddenly, you're better than everyone else around you. Put your gun down."

"..."

"Now."

"...how about -"

Pffft.

She pulled the trigger and the dart lodged itself right in the wolf's collarbone. He grabbed for it, sinking to his knees, all while his cock was suddenly growing larger and larger in his leather pants.

"I don't really make an offer more than once," Jo said, hopping down. "And now that you're getting all horned up, I'm pretty sure I know what comes next. I hate this part. I really do."

"No you don't."

"...At least let me pretend, okay?"

"Heh, better an honest slut than a -"

"Shut your mouth, okay? Just for a few minutes?"

The wolf alpha groaned, stumbling back to his feet. He had to lean on her ship in order to keep from falling over again, but he was trying to look down at her, trying to be all sorts of toppy and dommy and looking like he was the alpha and the one in charge.

A second dart to the other side of his neck took care of that, and the wolf hit the ground, hard, kneeling and then falling to all fours. His hips were humping air, his cock bulge quite large after two doses of Barnabas's special horny juice. It was working better than she expected, quite honestly, considering that he looked like he was right on the verge of orgasm.

Well, doesn't hurt to push him over the edge, maybe get a little more practice in.

With a thought to VANE, he exposed her from the waist down, and she pulled her tail up and over to the side. The wolf looked at her immediately, his nose tilting back as he took in her scent. The rest of the pack was nowhere to be seen, thankfully, which meant that she could focus on the boss.

He crawled over to her, his cock throbbing hard in his pants, his eyes looking positively feral. She shook her head at him, lifting one leg and putting a foot on his back, exposing both of her holes.

"Put that tongue to use, wolfy, and I might just let you fuck my ass."

"Mmmm, we're going for anal, hmm?"

"It's the least experienced hole. I need some work back the-eeeeere oh that's good..."

The wolf was better with his tongue than he was with his strategy. Jo groaned as she felt that tongue flicking between her ass cheeks, dragging from her taint all the way back to her pucker. It was hot and wet and warm, and it was giving her a perfect little warm-up to the event that was coming.

She rolled her eyes back as she savored the feeling of his tongue working over her pucker, each lapping lick giving her a little blast of ecstasy, each little lingering lick giving her a lovely feeling of bliss. It was a nice touch, considering that she hadn't had much attention back there from her other lovers.

She worked herself up, giving herself some extra attention with her hand to her clit, but most of her attention was to that tongue working between her fat-ass cheeks, feeling it working her up and making her nice and slippery and wet back there. She ground back against his tongue, rolling her hips forward and back along it.

The hotter he got her, the more she dripped, and the more she dripped, the more the hangar filled with the smell of a horny female. She knew that she was getting more worked up than she needed to be for this, but it was good.

She pushed forward a bit, grabbing his head and keeping him down between her legs, keeping him licking right over that little pucker. He didn't seem to have any shame for it, but she liked the control it gave her.

He was puffing and panting like a feral dog, his hips still working, probably grinding his cock against the inside of his leather pants. Knowing how that felt, she was pretty sure that he could work himself to a climax if he wasn't careful. He probably was too horny to care at this point, though.

After a few more licks, she finally decided that it was time to feel him inside of her. She pushed him back, then reached down with her tail, using it to flick open his pants. He had a hefty sized cock, at least, about nine inches, so she was definitely going to feel that.

"Alright, big guy."

She turned around, getting on all fours, pushing her ass up in the air and spreading her cheeks with one hand.

"Get that dick in the ass. I want to see how hard you can fuck."

The wolf didn't disappoint.

The first thrust was harder and deeper than she was entirely ready for, but that worked to bring her back down from the hot haze that was threatening to take her over the edge to orgasm. She moaned, but the heat of friction reminded her that they were fucking with nothing but spit and pre-cum for lube.

Good. Keeps me from cumming too quickly. And trains my ass to get used to it.

There was still some shame about the idea of sex-fighting like this, but it was getting easier and easier to ignore. As long as Jo focused on the techniques more than the fact that she was actually doing this, it was surprisingly easy to get into it.

He was working her over, though, and but good. Each thrust was burying the full length of that meaty bone down her asshole, filling her up and stretching her out. That was the harder part to get used to, the stretching. She had to bite her lips more than once to keep herself quiet as he worked his way past her pucker and into her depths, and she could feel her fingers curling and clawing at the floor.

The wolf's balls were slapping against her pussy rather than her clit, but her ass was swallowing him quickly, the pain at the beginning rapidly fading as she got herself used. She ground back, her hefty cheeks spreading wider, jiggling every time that he slammed all the way inside of her. She could feel each impact, and it felt good.

More than that, she could feel him starting to huff and puff in greater need, and knew that he wouldn't last long.

"That's it, you feral bitch. Fuck that hole like it's the best thing in the world. Fuck it, use it, cum in it. Cum your brains out, you fucker."

It seemed to push him to go that much harder, though how much of what she said he understood, she had no idea. But the wolf alpha was more than eager to use her, to fuck her, to fill her to the brim. His cock was sheathing itself inside of her ass every time that he slammed in, his crotch slapping against her ass and his hands pulling her back against him.

This was much easier to take, she realized, than getting fucked in the pussy. It felt good, yes, but her need wasn't so strong, and it wasn't so sensitive as the other hole was. It was a good way to get an advantage over a male, at least.

In and out, in and out that cock went, and though the pleasure stayed strong, it was never as overwhelming as it had been in her pussy. She rocked back, taking him deeper, feeling him starting to push and pulse inside of her. His pre was spreading everywhere, and she knew it wouldn't be long now.

She reached between her legs, rubbing at his balls as he kept slamming in, and he took that as some sort of signal to go faster. She grinned as she felt him power-fucking her, one foot on her hip, his drool landing on her back. In and out, in and out -

And then in.

He howled loud enough to send echoes across the entire hangar, filling everyone's ears with the din of a wolf that had just reached climax. He spilled his load deep inside of her, flooding her guts, and it took almost no time for her to feel him going limp, too.

And that's the second part of the serum.

It was cheating, but Barnabas had given her darts that would not only amp up need - and to some degree, sensitivity - but also just how far each orgasm would take a person down towards the mind-blank space. If someone normally took two orgasms to get there, they'd only take one. If three, then either one or two. It was always around half of what it would normally take to get them there.

Jo pulled herself off of the fat dick, letting the wolf fall on his back as she stretched her arms over her head. The alpha looked completely out of it when she looked over her shoulder at him, and it was actually almost funny to see him looking like some old pet from the old world.

She scritched his belly with her toes, and he panted happily, looking up at the ceiling.

"From now on, you're the bitch of the crew. Not the leader, the bitch. You're going to be having a lot of fun taking cocks and licking cunt from now on, because you're sure as hell not fucking anyone anymore. Got that?"

"Not fucking anyone...anymore..."

"And give that bird a bit of a tip. Not your tip. Just a tip."

"You're not taking the bird, either?" VANE asked.

"No. He's obviously waiting for someone, so why the hell would I -"

"Um...actually..."

Jo slowly turned, looking down at the blue bird that had suddenly appeared. The naked male blushed, looking down at his toe-claws.

"Um...if it's not an imposition..."

"You have got to be kidding me."

"Well, um, the thing about friends is...well...they don't usually...leave you behind..."

The bird tapped two of his feather-fingers together, poking at his own hands in the shyest possible manner. His eyes closed as he sighed.

"They said they'd come back...last year. They haven't been back since. I'm...I'm stuck here. I'm barely paying off the owner of the diner, and I can't save up for a ship to take me somewhere else."

"Why don't you fuck your way there like everyone else?"

"Because everyone just wants a quick fuck here and then leaves..."

"Huh." The AI turned his attention to her. "Well, he is cute. And we are going back the other way after we hit Fornax. What do you think?"

"Oh, what the fuck? You're on his side?"

"Hey, I'm perverted. Doesn't mean that I'm a complete asshole."

Slapping her forehead, Jo turned back to her ship. This was the stupidest way that this could possibly go, and if she actually went through with it, she'd deserve to have her ship get fucked up, deserve to have everything go pear-shaped.

There weren't many rules for being a mercenary and a bounty hunter, but one of the biggest ones was not to take up a cause that didn't pay. No matter how good the reasons were, if you were doing it for free, then you were going to get fucked in the end. One way or another, you'd be out a lot of time, money, and equipment, and you'd have nothing to show for it in the slightest.

She walked up the gangplank of her ship, knowing that the fuel would have been installed by now. The lizard reached out for the button to shut the back door, and only hesitated for a minute before pushing it.

"I can't believe it. You're actually leaving him behind?"

"Oh, shut up. I don't have to justify this."

"But...but it wasn't even funny! You didn't fuck him and leave him. You didn't shoot him after a comedic pause. You didn't do anything. You heard him, and then you -"

"Oh, um...that pause wasn't an invitation?"

Jo blinked, turning around again.

The bird was right there, still as naked as the day he was born, still apparently oblivious to him much Jo just didn't want him there.

"Well...aren't you a sneak?" VANE said, laughing. "Looks like you're taking him after all."

"No, it doesn't."

"Yes it doeeeeeeeeees."

"No, it doesn't!" She lowered the gangplank and kicked the bird right in the ass, sending him flying out of her ship.

She shook her head, walking up to the cockpit after shutting the door again. She was just in the process of turning on the engines and setting the scanners when there was a thump against the window.

"GAH!"

Jo jumped back, half-expecting to see the wolf pack ready to kill her, but no. It was the bird again. He was flattened out against the window as erotically as possible, his cock flattened against the glass.

"Take me with you, please!"

"No!"

She hit a button on the console, and the bird was wiped off the window like one more annoying bug. She shook her head, only for a panel beneath her feet to suddenly bounce open, the bird sticking his head in from the maintenance shaft under the cockpit.

"Take me with you!"

"How did you - no!"

She kicked the panel shut again, only to hear him pop up in another part of the ship.

"Take me with you!"

"What is this, whack-a-bird?!"

Twenty minutes later, and with a great deal of sweat dripping from her forehead, Jo finally agreed to allow the bird to come along. After all the different ways that he'd found to sneak into the ship, she honestly wasn't sure that she wasn't dealing with something supernatural here. There were such things out there, and she didn't need a curse on her ship.

He sat down in the copilot's chair, and as soon as he did, she leveled the dart gun with his neck.

"One rule. Do not touch anything. If I see you even looking like you're going to touch a button, I'm firing a tranquilizer dart into your neck. Got it?"

"...Got it."

"Good." She sighed, holstering her weapon. "Well...off to Fornax."

The End