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Space around the Sargossa spacestation was quiet, still, moreso than the last time an Arwing had circled the large structure. There were no battleships, no starfighter squadrons, and strangly enough, no Star Wolf. This was counterproductive by every means.

General Pepper had suggested to the Star Fox team that instead of simply coming to the aid of the Lylat system in a time of need that perhaps they do a little reconesaince, find out what threats loomed in the darkness of space. Fox McCloud came up with the idea, at that point, that since Star Wolf seemed so intrelaced with whatever threat shrowded the star system, perhaps they could infiltrate the mercenary group and see first hand what dangerous foes they kept as clients these days.

"Krystal, why dont you go?" he asked, "Your telepathy could come in handy sensing what they're up to." It had made sense to the team, considering how well known the rest of the members of either team were so aquainted with one another, almost intimatly so after flying so many sorties against one another. So she packed up what she needed and left Great Fox, heading for Wolfen space.

And it was deserted. Sighing heavily, the blue vixen looked down at her instruments and shook her head slowly. "There's nothing here. But the station still seems to be in good upkeep... I wonder..." she thought outloud. Suddenly she angled her small snubfighter towards one of the docking ports of the large spacestation. Easing the Arwing past the magnetic field, she settled it's repulsor landers gently upon the deckplating and popped the canopy. She made sure her blaster was fastenned to her thigh and reached down beside her ejectorseat to the small gold rod there. Holding it tightly in the palm of her hand, she swung out of the cockpit.

Stepping along the wing, she lept down to the deck and landed in a crouch. Instantly the small rod in her hand grew by some unknown power into a large gold staff. She held it infront of herself defensivly, then looked around. No mercenary troops, no automated defenses... nothing. This wasnt right. It felt... odd. Straightenning, she started away from her Arwing, looking this way and that idly. "Where could they be?"

No sooner had the words left her muzzle than a hot, red beam slammed into the shaft of her staff, knocking it away deftly. She gasped and reached after it, but the woodwork came alive with figures. Mercenaries stepped into view, their weapons raised. Two strong arms wrapped around her lithe form, pressing her arms against her sides tightly. She knew the smell coating those strong arms. "Panther!!!" The smell that filled her nose next, and the sight of the towering wolf caused her to gasp afterward. "Wolf!!!"

The large, dark-furred wolf smirked, pressing his fisted hands to his hips. "That's right, go figure that. Who would have thought Star Wolf would be in their own station!?" He smirked arrogantly down at her lithe, struggling form then glanced to the large panther restraining her. "Toss her in the brig and relieve her of all of her Star Fox equiptment. We dont want her friends finding her before we're through, do we?"

She gasped at that and grit her teeth, fighting all the more. "Wait! I dont... I'm trying to get away from Star Fox! They betrayed me! Fox Betrayed me! let me go!" She had the story well rehersed on the way to the Sargossa sector. Panther wanted none of it though. He lifted her effortlessly from the deck and tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Uh huh, sure he did. Let you come out here all alone, didnt he?"

She slammed her fists against his back and shook her head, looking to the Star Wolf team leader as she was carried away. "What are you going to do to me!? I'm not here as a threat!" He ignored her, smirking before he turned to consider the large blue Arwing in his hanger.

"Oh, dont you worry about that, hun," Panther assured her, patting her rump none-to-politly as he carried her along. "The boss just wants to see what Star Fox is up to these days. I'm sure he'll question you thuroughly before your friends find you."

Before she knew it, the large black feline dumped her into a small cell and sealed it off with a deep red forcefield behind him. He watched her for a moment and tilted his head. "The flight suit.... lose it." He said, cocking a scarred brow at her curiously. "Starting with the blaster. Be a doll and kick it this way."

Glaring up at her captor, she slowly pulled her weapon from it's holster and slid it to his feet before she stood up and folded her arms over her blue-armored chest. "I dont see how my flight suit can be a threat to you."

Panther knelt down and picked up her gun, depositting it in a chuette in the wall beside the forcefield before he glanced to her and grinned. "We wouldnt want any transmitters imbedded in there, would we? We have to screan your possessions for these kinds of things. Lose it now, sweet."

She stared him down, her eyes growing hard as she watched him. She said nothing though for the longest time, not until she found him suddenly upon her, forcing her down against the floor. "Let me go!" she demanded.

"I cant do that, hun. I need this suit." he said, his hands working quickly. She struggled and writhed, but ultimatly it was no use. She found herself naked, curling up to try to preserve some modesty as her captor stood and depositted the garment in the same chuette as her weapon.

"There, you have all my stuff, now bring me a blanket! It's cold in here..." She said icily, glaring up at him.

"Cold? I wouldnt go that far..." She was mildly aware of something hitting the floor as she tucked her face against one of her arms. She was, however, very aware of two strong arms grabbing at her body once again, suddenly forcing her body out against the deck on her back. Her arms were forced over her head and her back was pressed tightly against the cool metal. She gasped loudly at what she saw. The thing she had heard hitting the floor was Panther's red flight suit, leaving her captor as naked as she. His body was as scarred as his face, a sign of his lifestyle.

"Stop! Let me go!" she demanded again, struggling against his muscular body. She groaned and shook her head. This couldnt be happening. A simple infiltration mission turned bad. One of her prospective 'teammates' was there, holding her down, no doubt ready to have his way with her... This wasn't happenning!!!

"Oh, come now Krystal. I'm just trying to warm you up, that's all." Panther purred arrogantly as he pressed his body down against her own, forcing his body between her legs.

She gasped and shook her head again. "Stop! Right now!" Her eyes widenned when she felt a hard warmth pressing against her most private of places. "STOP!"

Panther said nothing though, just held her down. He wasnt even going to give her any sort of preperation, no sort of mocking foreplay, no sort of grace period for her to really come to terms with her situation. It was probably a good thing to. That would all have been torture for the vixen. Instead, he shifted and pressed the tip of his hot appendage against her untouched folds and held himself there, letting her realize he had her before he suddenly forced his hips forward.

Krystal gasped and tensed as a fire an an ache filled her body. Fox, her team leader and lover, had never deflowered her. He was a strong, heroic pilot and mercenary, but... he was a very shy young man. She had come on to him several times, he they had only ever made out before Fox shied away from her... and now her dream would never come true. It wasnt Fox's cock filling her for the first time, but the large hot piece of an enamy, Panther Caroso. He stretched her like she never thought she could be. It hurt, burned, ached... She wanted it to end. Maybe Wolf would find them and pull him off of her...

It was not to be though. The worst part came, however, when Panther slowly dragged himself out of her tight insides. There was... something covering his prick! The entire length seemed coated with small barbs! They stung and burned, and yet... she felt her body reacting, gripping him tightly, refusing to let him go as he nearly withdrew completly from her before plunging right back in.

She gasped and clamped her eyes shut, straining agianst the hands holding her wrists stationary. Tears filled her eyes and stained her fur. "Please sto-OOOP!" She gasped and cried out as he filled her again and once more slowly withdrew himself, quickly forcing himself as deeply into her as he could before pulling back slowly, almost painfully slow. Each time he did, she felt her body reacting more. She hated herself for it, she wanted to believe this was some nightmare, but it wasnt. She hated herself. She heard herself moaning deeply after several long minutes, felt her legs lift to wrap around his strong waist, felt her insides clamping tightly around him with more vigor, milking him for what she was afraid he was inevitably going to give.

And give he did. After several long minutes of this, the panther above her suddenly moaned deeply and forced himself deeply into her body. He threw his head back and gasped, moaning loudly. His call was echoed by a loud cry of Krystal's own. She arched her back and screamed out in forced pleasure. Her entire body was wracked with her first true orgasm even as she felt the hot seed forced on her rush into her waiting body and out, coating her thighs and rump liberally as the flow seemed to go on endlessly.

After a while, Panther dragged himself out of her one last time and stood up, scooping up his clothes to smirk down at her breathless, weak body arrogantly. "Not bad... Much more delicious than that Monroe girl..." He smirked once mroe then turned on his heels and left her there, resealing the forcefield as he left.

Krystal curled up into a tight ball when she found the strength and wept. This nightmare couldnt get any worse....

She found herself roused from a restless sleep some time later. Blinking her eyes open, she gasped, finding Panther laying on his back as naked as before. He was dragging her up onto his body with a wicked grin curling the edges of his muzzle. "Stop... please..." she protested weakly, her body still to tired and frail to fight back as she found herself manipulated more like a large blowupdoll than a living person. She gasped as again she found her abused femininity stretched with his arousal. Atleast she could lay down on him and not move. He was limitting himself with this possition, allowing her some contro-...

Two extra hands spread her rump cheeks. She gasped and lifted her head slowly to look over her shoulder. Tears instantly sprang to her eyes at what she saw. A green-bodied lizard knelt behind her, grinning just as wickedly as the thusfar silent feline. "You werent kidding when you said she was sexy without her clothes, Panther... Now I just want to feel how sexy she is milking my cock..." Releasing one of her cheeks, Leon raised a hand to pull her tail aside, revealing her virgin tailhole.

"No, please... not there... Please not there." she pled, choking back a sob as she felt him press the tip of his long, slender length against her puckered hole. She sniffled and choked back another sob, openning her muzzle to plead with the lizardman again, but all that came out was a loud scream.

The only lubricant the mercenary had used was Panther's cool seed, and it wasnt enough. Leon was no where near as thick as his compatriot, but he forced his entire length into her at once and it felt ten times as wide. She cried, shaking her head and struggling. Panther moaned and thrust lightly up against her wiggling form as, without pause, Leon began to roughly fuck himself into her taillhold, filling her quickly and slamming his hips against her rump harder with every moment.

She gasped and cried. It hurt, and yet... those barbs in her womanhood, and the feeling of the both men thrusting agianst one another seperated by only that thin membrane inside of her... As before her body began to betray her. She hated herself for it, but... perhaps... Biting her lip she resolved herself to the fact that this might be happening for a long time. Perhaps, she reasoned, it would be... easier if she let herself enjoy it... After all, it was not something she chose, and it was a bodily act, nothing more. There was no emotion in this. It was sex, straight up. Fox couldnt hate her, right? It wasnt as though she were betraying the love they shared...

Letting her body relax, she carefully propped herself up on all fours, her lims shaking but firm. Blocking out the fear and disgust at the situation, she took a deep breath and let her mind focus on the act, the feelings they instilled in her body. The heat, the friction, the sounds they all made... She licked her lips and moanned deeply, beginning to revel in the feeling of her body being so stretched, so used by the two men atop and beneath her. Raised up on her hands and knees, Panther could thrust more fully into her, and Leon more comfortably.

It really did feel... well amazing. Her moans grew more hauty, her breathing was accompanied by loud squeels and cries of pleasure as they used her. She was only mildly aware of the hours as they ticked by, only able to keep track of half of the possitions they manuevered her into, barely conscious when finally they left her alone in her cell, breathless and spent, to soak in their hot seed.

A week went by in this fashion. Sometimes Panther came to her alone, sometimes Leon, sometimes they both came to share her. After the first several days, she found herself looking forward to their visits, found herself writhing on the floor alone at night with a finger burried inside of her burning body. They had awoken a monster inside of her, a monster that needed a man's length inside of her aching body. When they came for their second week of blissful torture, she frequently assaulted them, pulling them into her cell to share deep kisses, passionate groping, and hours of hot sex. Krystal found herself so addicted to their visits she rarely thought about Star Fox anymore, or her beloved Fox McCloud...

Near the middle of the second week, Krystal was awoken by the telltale sound of the forcefield being deactivated. When she sat up excitedly, she noted it was not her usual guests, but Wolf himself that stood in the doorway, looking down on her in amusement. "I see it didnt take you long to get... aquainted with Star Wolf..." he said with a smirk. "Come on... I'll show you to your quarters. Welcome to Star Wolf." He turned away from her and started into the chorridors.

Blinking, Krystal scampered to her feet and rushed to follow. What did he mean? Did that mean she was.... did he believe her now? Why? As if reading her mind, Wolf began "Your friends havnt been by to rescue you... I can only assume that means you're telling the truth." Truth be told, Star Fox had showed up a day before demanding the whereabouts of their telepath. Wolf said he had no idea what they were talking about and.... persuaded them to leave.

They.... they really didnt come by to look for her? Even after she didnt check in after a few days as she promised she would? Did they... really betray her after all? Her shoulders slumped and her tail tucked between her cumsoaked legs. "Oh..." She didnt notice Wolf's triumphant grin.

"So now you're one of us." He stopped infront of a door and keyed it open with a panel beside the sliding door. It slid open and he led her in. All of her belongings were within, for the most part, beside a large bed, no doubt lavish by the rugged standards the station seemed to live under. She looked it over slowly and moved forward to it's side to gently touch the sheets idly. She didnt hear the door whir closed, or hear Wolf's clothes hit the floor.

She felt his hands on her hips though. Suddenly the same fire that had begun to rule her life filled her chest. She gasped and perked, looking over her shoulder as the large wolf pressed his full sheathe between her damp cheeks. "You've gotten quite used to having a cock inside of you, havnt you?" he growled deeply, gently grinding his hips against her own. "That's good... because I've wanted you from the moment I saw you." He nipped at her neck as his hands slid up along her belly to gently palm her breasts, squeezing and groping her as his muzzle nibbled at her neck and pushed her forward onto the bed, until she was on all fours in it's center and he kneeling over her.

She moaned needingly and held her tail to the side, staring over her shoulder at him as he continued to grin his body against her own and squeeze her breast. "Please..." No longer did she plead for freedom, however. "Fuck me... Please, Wolf..." she moaned, arching her back as she felt his length beginning to grow hard and hot against her body.

She gasped as she felt it's size grow larger than Panther's, and longer than Leon's. Oh, how delicious... She licked her lips in anticipation as Wolf straightenned himself up and guided the tip to her well used femininity. No sooner did he press himself between her folds did she push herself back against him. Chuckling in mild amusement, he gripped her hips and pulled her back sharply at the same time he thrust himself deeply into her.

Like her first time, she gasped and tensed as she felt something inside of her give way, filling her with a sharp pain and a deep ache. She had no time to cope, however. Wolf, like his comrades, took up a nearly brutal pace right away, slamming himself into her repeatedly without pause... She would have it no other way. Forgetting the strange second-virginity entirely, she arched her back and moaned loudly, her body so soon wracked with a powerful orgasm, and then another, every thrust into her body seeming to set off a new wave of pleasure inside.

"HARDER!" she heard herself screaming. "FUCK ME HARDER!" She rocked herself against him, straining to keep pace with his merciless thrusting. He stretched her farther than either of her previous partners had in the week and a half past. She felt him in her belly, stretching her deeper than she ever though possible. She felt like he was splitting her in two with how thick he was... and it wasnt enough. She needed more. She needed to feel his hot seed flowing deeply into her. She lifted a hand and gripped at her breast, moaning and squeeling as the wolf behind her moaned and growled deeply, nearing his own orgasm.

Suddenly he forced himself deeply into her and held himself there. Krystal moaned loudly, arching her back again as her body milked his vigerously. Unlike her previous lovers, the base of his immense cock began to swell, growing even more to a deliciously wonderful size. She was sure she was going to be split in two. She could feel his length pulsing, dumping it's seed deep into her belly, but with how big his growing knot was getting, not a single drop flowed out of her. She screamed loudly in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her form.

After several minutes of this, they both collapsed forward onto the bed breathlessly, panting hard in exhastion and soaking in one another's sweat and passions. Krystal wasnt sure at which point after this she fell asleep, but she had never gone to bed more satisfied in her life.

But that was several months ago. Krystal smiled in memory as she idly strode along the hanger deck of the space station in her more traditional atire rather than a flight suit, her scant top and loin cloth as it were. She used her staff as a sort of walking stick as she watched out the magnetic fields at the Wolfen flying a training skirmish against one another. This was her home now. She was no longer a part of Star Fox. They had abandonned her... and she had never been more happy. With a cock burried in one of her three holes, sometimes more, what else could she ask for?

Grimacing, she raised a hand to her round belly and sighed gently. Oh, that's right... She could ask for not another kick to her bladder... That aside... her grimace slowly faded into a dreamy smile. She was only perhaps a third through her gestation but already she appeared to-term. This was going to be one large litter... Soon two large hands joined her own on the expanse of her belly and a thick, hot appendage pressed against her lower back. Thoughts of motherhood could wait.... She licked her lips in anticipation and moaned gently.