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RIXANA's Sponsored Expedition

Part 3

For Vanrixie

By Draconicon

It wasn't the first time that Vicki had been pinned under someone else, taking a dick - or even two - for the sake of getting what she wanted, but it was the first time that she'd been this wet taking it in her pussy. The kitsune's eyes were hazed over, her mouth starting to hang open, and against her better judgment, she could feel the urge to just take it and beg for more building up in the back of her head. The two dicks inside of her were huge, and the feeling of them going deep, deeper, deepest inside of her womb, balls-deep every time, was amazing, but...but...

But it was that fin, that magical fucking fin, that was making her feel like this, and somewhere deep down inside, she knew it.

Didn't make it easy to resist it, though. Her breath caught again and again as she was pinned to the altar on top of the ship, feeling those twin cocks slithering in with each thrust. In, out, in, out, each time popping against the entrance to her womb and threatening to push right on in.

She almost wanted them to.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"So close, aren't you?" Eva Fatima whispered. "Let it loose...become one with the pleasure...know what you are supposed to be."

"Ah...mmmph..."

"Show me...how much you want to be a mother..."

Her breasts wobbled with each thrust, reminding her how heavy they were already, and how much heavier that they could become if she were to be a mother. The heft that they'd taken on as they were filled with milk, the utter depravity that she'd be dealing with every day as she felt the need to just milk them free of their load...

The need to be filled...

The heat inside...

"Nnngh...mmph...ah...ah..."

"Let it out," Eva Fatima whispered.

Vicki tried to hold back, feeling the rising need that was getting hotter and hotter in her core, but there was nothing that she could do. It built right up to the point of no return, and then -

"NNNNGH!"

Vicki arched her back against the altar, squeezing down on the pair of dicks inside of her. Her toes curled, the sheer tension of every muscle spasming at once sending her further over the edge. Her insides felt even more sensitive, and those cocks...

Need...seed...

It was the magic of the Mahta Fin, the pressure of its power on her mind and body. She was shaking, cracking, her insides opening up -

"AH!"

She screamed as she felt the two tips of the shark dicks pushing into her womb, finally going all the way in and forcing themselves into her depths. It should have hurt; the Fin made sure that it didn't.

Instead, she was floating on bliss, unable to think, her gasping breath escaping her and forced out time and time again. In, out, in, out, the pressure of those dicks hitting her lungs from below, pounding them empty just as they filled her to the brim with flesh and pleasure, pleasure and flesh.

She could feel all the pre-cum inside her rolling out of her pussy, dribbling over her ass and joining her own juices in matting her tail. More, more, more forced its way in and out of her, and she could barely think.

She didn't want to think.

She wanted to -

Hold on, hold on!

The vixen moaned as she was rutted faster, harder, big hands on her shoulders holding her down. The shark's teeth were bared, but she could barely see as the harsh rut - the pap-pap-pap of flesh on flesh speeding up by the second - pummeled her right back towards the edge of no return. More and more of that pleasure built up between her legs, even as she could feel the double-dicks inside of her spasming, shaking, on the verge of blowing their seed inside of her most intimate of places.

"Nnngh...you...you..."

"Beg, Vicki..."

"I...I..."

"Beg for a child...you know what you need..."

Slowly pulling back now, her body aching, the warmth of the Fin's magic washing over her. Her breath came faster, her whimpers louder. Her legs twitched, trying to come down, trying to pull the shark closer, but she was weak -

Weak?

Restrained?

Hard to think.

Couldn't move.

Didn't matter.

"Please..."

"Say it, Vicki...beg for a child...beg me to seed you..."

She could feel those dicks throbbing so hard inside of her. Eva Fatima had to be close, and she knew for a fact that she was. The intelligent, planning part of the kitsune - that part that was almost completely silenced by the roaring of her bodily need - knew that one little squirt would push her over the edge. And more, those dicks were so far inside of her she didn't know if the egg would be enough. She could be pregnant from this. Could get pregnant later. Could be pregnant already with how much potent pre-cum was inside of her.

"Beg," the shark whispered.

The word came with all the pressure and power of the Fin, turning from a little whisper to a powerful command. She tried to resist, holding out as long as she could as her body tensed and trembled, but...

But there was no resisting this.

Not with this pleasure.

Not with this power.

"Seed me...please, please, fuck me full...fuck me full of cum...b-breed me!"

And that was all it took.

With that one sentence, she felt the cocks inside of her all but explode with pent-up pressure, blowing their load deep down her body. She moaned out loud, her back arching against the altar as she felt each pulse, each throbbing expansion of hot, slimy seed pumping into her. More, more, and more kept coming down, filling her and making some of it shoot back out of her, swelling around those double-dicks -

"Take it...take it and be bred..."

"Be...bred..."

"Filled...and satisfied..."

"Satisfied..."

She could feel it, pulsing, churning, so hot inside of her, and it just kept cumming. Her legs spasmed, her toes curled, and as she came again with the shark, the world went dark.

#

Vicki woke in a bed beside Armida some time later. She opened her eyes to see nothing but darkness coming through the porthole, and she knew that things had moved on. She reached down to her sex -

"Mmmph..."

Someone, probably one of the other girls, had shoved a plug between her pussy lips. The result was the mess that the thresher shark had left inside of her was still completely swelling her up. No wonder she felt bloated -

Felt pregnant.

Vicki put that thought out of her head as fast as she possibly could. She sat up, taking care to use her tails to stabilize herself to avoid making sounds, and tiptoed to the doorway. The sheer amount of seed bloating her guts made her feel as if she were carrying around a litter rather than just a cub -

Keep walking. Stop thinking.

Vicki silenced the thoughts of pregnancy, doing her best to keep from imagining what her future would be with a cursed child that she had no ability to leave. The urge to stay - from what she'd read of the Fin - would keep her from going on her adventures. Her desires would shift, focusing entirely on the child inside her, and -

Stop. Thinking. About. That.

She managed to leave the interior of the boat and found her way to the railing that circled it. It was night, alright, and the moon shone down on the water with a beauty that you only got some way from shore. Shaking her head, the kitsune turned around. Being naked was getting more and more normal on the boat, and she was getting used to her tits hanging out, too. She backed up to the railing, pressed her ass against it, and then -

POP!

Dragging the plug out of her pussy unleashed a waterfall. A hiss of pleasure and shock escaped her, dragged past her lips as she almost fell over. Her tails grabbed the railing, supporting her as she held her hands to her stomach.

It was a hell of a sensation, feeling so much cum oozing out of her at once. She slowly pressed down on her swollen guts, pushing it out further, further, keeping the flow steady as the creampie to her womb - not just her pussy, but her womb - was slowly forced back out. The white flow bubbled out, then gushed, then trickled, bubbled, and gushed again as she kept up the kneading pressure on her stomach, and she could both hear the squelching gluks as it came out and see it between her legs as she looked back at the mess that she was leaving over the side of the ship.

Eventually, her stomach's swollen state shrunk down. It wasn't going to be back to normal for a few hours, at least, and she doubted that it would be quite itself until she was able to get her hands on a couple more magical items back at her house. Something to restore her, something to pull things tight again, and something to test whether -

She put that out of her head. It was night, things were quiet, and she was all but sure that the entire little cult had it in their heads that she was properly broken in. That meant that she had a chance to go for the Fin, and then get the hell out.

Preferably get the hell out without being seen, but she'd take whatever she could get.

Feeling the last of the slime flow finish, she stood up, taking a few deep breaths as she closed her eyes. She lifted her tails, letting all nine sway from side to side, and opened herself to the magic on the ship.

Now that she'd had the Mahta Fin in front of her, she knew what its magic felt like, and she could feel the pulses and weaknesses of the field it put over the ship. She could sense the base of the aura, and knew exactly where it was. All she had to do was track it down and get it.

All nine of her tails slowly came to a point, focusing on a window two levels up from where she was. She let three of them keep pointing, but used the other six to stretch up to the level above her. They weren't quite the same as arms, but they were strong enough in unison to lift her off her feet and bring her up one level, then another. They were soundless, far quieter than using her hands and feet to climb, and they weren't as wearing on her to drag herself up that way.

Soon, she was at the window. She peeked in, saw nobody, and walked around the deck to the front door. A light touch on the knob confirmed that it was unlocked, which meant that, for good or ill, this was her chance.

She took it.

The room inside was little more than a bedroom, but one that had been converted to a shrine. The turquoise fin hung from the wall, the leather string that kept it as a necklace held in place by a nail.

All around the room, it was clear that someone much older than Eva Fatima appeared to be lived here. The knitted blankets, the little chachkis that were assembled along the walls, and the many books were all the sorts of things that someone in their sixties, or perhaps even older, would have kept. Not someone that looked, at most, into their forties.

Not the sort of thing that I need to think about right now. The questions were a cover. Get the Fin and go.

Vicki walked across the small room, kneeling by the string and nail. There were no wards, no bits of magic that kept it there. It was just hanging freely, a piece of magic that was meant to be wielded to keep mothers from abandoning their children...

Or...

She hesitated, holding her hand just over the string. There was something to the story that made her wonder, something that made her think about it again. The story of Eva, the old shark that had just disappeared one day, had been about a woman that had been abandoned by her family. She remembered that. That her children had just disappeared, one day, and that there was nothing left.

Why would a woman like that want something like this? Why would someone that had lost their children want something that made -

"What are you doing?"

Eva Fatima was back.

Vicki stood up, turning in place. The gray-purple shark had yet to actually move from the doorway, but she didn't look angry, just surprised. She cocked her head to the side.

"What are you doing here?" Eva Fatima asked again.

"...I came to ask my questions," Vicki said.

"You still - I'm surprised."

"You shouldn't be. I'm used to this."

"...Not to sex."

"To magic."

"...You're not a journalist, are you?"

"Not quite."

She was being a bit more honest than perhaps she should have been. Was it a smart idea to expose herself to Eva's desires? To reveal what she really was? Probably not, but that didn't mean that she wasn't doing it.

And besides...something was off. Not just the story, but the magic. She had done something, or something had been done to her, and she wanted an answer.

Eva Fatima looked at her a moment, then slowly shut the door behind her. The massive, naked shark loomed over the kitsune as she walked across the room, looking down at her with her head cocked to the side.

"Maybe I should give you a second round."

"...I want my questions answered"

"You said -"

"Ah."

Vicki tapped her tail to the other woman's lips, holding them closed for a split second. The shock on Eva Fatima's face was almost comical, and it gave her the courage to keep talking for a bit longer.

"You said after the breeding you would answer my questions. You bred me; whether it took or not doesn't matter."

"..."

"I have questions. And the first one is, were you that Eva? The one that lost her children and disappeared."

"...I was."

"What happened?"

"They...abandoned me," she said, shaking her head. The shark turned, her tail - oh, clever, it was just barely blocking the door, but it was a long enough tail that it didn't need to do more than that. "I was alone. And I couldn't...I couldn't be alone."

"Why not?"

"They weren't there. Nobody was there. I...I failed."

There it is...

"I failed as a mother. They wouldn't have left if I'd been a better mother. They wouldn't have...they wouldn't have disappeared, run off, died -"

"They're dead?" Vicki asked.

"I don't know...maybe...probably...I don't know. They left, one day, and then they never came back. That was...so long ago now..."

"And..."

"You want to know what happened? Why?" Eva Fatima fixed her with a stare. "You came to us. You came to breed; you won't leave. So why does it matter?"

"Because -"

"You think too much. This is not what a mother should be doing. A mother -"

"Oh, and this is what a mother should do?"

Eva Fatima's eyes went wide at Vicki's shot back, and the kitsune almost cursed under her breath. This wasn't the best idea; she was trying to get a few questions answered before she made a break for it, not try and start a fight. The last thing that she needed was to have this turn into a brawl, and this was a sensitive subject.

In for a penny...

"Do you think that this is how a mother treats her child?"

"I - you are not my child!"

"But you are a mother...or have been. What happened, then? What happened to bring you here?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Everyone has a story. Everyone has a history. That history shapes what happens next, no matter how much they want to avoid it. Whether those that come after reject it or embrace it, they can't avoid some part of it. If you want the other mothers to learn, they have to know you."

And all while she bullshitted the other woman, her tails were busy, trying to get that little knot of the leather off the wall, trying to surreptitiously get the Fin for herself so that she could run. This was not going to end well, and she needed to be ready.

And yet...

Yet, Eva Fatima sagged ever so slightly. She looked out the window, and Vicki's tails redoubled their effort of clumsily trying to slide around the leather band.

"...I found it on the shore," Eva Fatima said. "And it almost killed me."

"...How?"

"It reminded me of everything that I didn't have. It reminded me of all the times I had with my boys...what I would never have again. It showed me every way I failed them...everything I got wrong...every time that I let myself be tempted by something other than...than them..."

Purity. Knew it. Damn.

"I took it...and I...it gave me the chance to do better. To do it again. I'm young; when there's enough mothers that know the truth, that understand how to be better, I can...I will be bred again. And I can...I can get it right this time."

There would be no getting it right. Vicki shook her head, feeling the strap coming undone. Any moment now, she'd be able to run. Once she could put this cabin behind her, she would be able to -

"And you...you'll learn."

Oh, damn.

The shark turned, and the other woman shoved her into bed. Vicki fell back, barely keeping the Fin out of sight as she pulled it with her. Eva Fatima followed her to the bed, looming over her, glaring down into her eyes.

"If you're not pregnant yet, then you should be. I told you that you would be bred. One way or another, you will be."

The pressure of the Fin was weaker this time. Whether that was because she had it rather than the thresher shark or because she was already pregnant, she didn't know, but it was weak enough that she could fight back.

And this time, she had to.

Vicki brought one leg up and pressed her foot against the shark's chest. Eva Fatima just smiled slightly -

"YAAAAAAAAGH!"

Then the electrical discharge happened.

Vicki barely kept herself from biting her own tongue as the thresher shark fell back, spasming as she hit the floor. The vixen's leg ached as the electricity from the defense implant Aylissa had put in her feet continued to pulse through her limb, but she could still move. She stumbled out of the room, running around the side as she pulled her tail around.

Got it.

The fin glowed in her hand as she ran along the railing. Not much time now, she knew. Eva Fatima would be back on her feet in a few minutes, and probably chasing after her. There was no chance of just calling a rescue craft now. She had to get off the boat and she had to do it now.

And hope to whatever's out there that someone is going to be coming to get me, eventually.

She was stumbling for nearly the full length of the ferry, barely getting her leg under her properly by the time she reached the bow. The kitsune could hear others in the ship starting to wake, getting ready, gathering themselves in response to the shark's screaming. They had to know that something was going on.

Keep running.

She had to keep running.

Over one railing, falling. She caught herself, rolled forward, and kept the momentum. There were running feet on the deck above her, and she knew that she didn't have much -

Wobble.

She slid sideways as she lost her balance, her unrestrained breasts dragging her sideways and into one of the railings. Barely keeping from flipping over, Vicki nursed the bruise forming on her right breast as she forced herself to throw her leg forward. Up, over, down -

Thump.

She hit the bottom deck. There was no denying that they were on the move, now. The heavy footsteps of the big shark were pummeling the deck up above, and soon -

Yes, there she was. Eva Fatima pointed at Vicki.

"Don't let her go! Chase her!"

Vicki didn't waste a breath. She leaped off the ship and dove down, down, down, using her tails to spin and take her deeper than her arms and legs could have easily done.

Thank the gods for all the diving exercise...

She kept spinning her tails, feeling the last of the electric ache fade from her leg. The sole that had been the point of the discharge no longer had the same sensitivity, but the other did. That did not make her feel as good as she would have liked, though, as she was swimming, and that water around her would probably conduct a lot more of that than she'd want to think about.

Keep swimming...keep swimming...

She was halfway to the far side of the boat, her lungs starting to burn, when she heard the distant smacks of bodies hitting the water. The other members of the cult were probably following her, trying to find her. The orcas wouldn't be too bad, nor the dolphins - she was far enough down that they wouldn't immediately ping her with their sonar - but if Eva Fatima or any of the sharks hit the water, they'd feel the disturbance she was making down here. Their senses were a great deal stronger.

Swim.

She had to keep swimming.

She was just coming up along the stern, her head breaking the water, when she saw the blur coming from the other side. Vicki looked up, mentally measured the distance between herself and the first deck.

Her tails weren't long enough. Not for that. But there was a life preserver just a little further down.

She yoinked herself out of the water at the last second, naked as could be, and Eva Fatima broke the surface, snarling and thrashing about right where she'd been treading water. It had been a miracle, and a barely-there miracle, that she hadn't been grabbed before she was out of reach.

Not that she was entirely safe now. The matron shark was between her and the water, and she didn't have an easy escape. Eva Fatima turned, facing her, eyes narrowed and her teeth bared.

"That Fin belongs to us."

"It's going to break you. All of you," Vicki said, barely holding onto the life preserver. "You keep this here, you're all going to go crazy."

"We're making the world better. Bad mothers -"

"Are still abandoned by good kids, and good mothers by bad."

"Don't you dare -"

A sudden roar caught both their attention, and their eyes dipped up, catching sight of a boat revving in from out of nowhere. It must have been hiding further off, and -

Vicki wheezed a sigh of relief. The RIXANA logo was fresh-painted on the side of the boat. It was a rescue vehicle.

She leaped from the boat, landed with her still-charged foot on Eva's head, and the thresher shark screamed as Vicki discharged what she still had. Her leg gave out from under her, but not before she grabbed hold of the side of the boat. The engine revved still louder, and the craft turned toward shore.

"Faster!" Vicki called up as they hauled her up by her tails. "They're fast, even if they don't look it. To shore, fast as you can."

#

"What do you mean, you're keeping the fin?"

Vicki didn't answer immediately. She was too busy staring up at a piece of plastic while the maned wolf paced back and forth on the other side of the couch. Probably should say something soon, honestly, but it was hard to keep a clear head after that rescue.

Aylissa had told her that there'd been a reading of the discharge, and the retrieval team had been ready as soon as they got it. It was something that the pseudo-kitsune had failed to mention during the briefing, but all things considered, Vicki could see the reason for keeping it quiet. It was something that she couldn't have revealed if she was captured or turned, something that - post-mission - she could see there had been a real risk of.

"Do you know how much money we poured into this? Getting you there, finding this...this thing, and then -"

"Do you know a good abortion clinic?" Vicki asked.

That short-circuited Luciana's complaints, and Vicki lifted her head up from the pillow. She turned the pregnancy test she'd taken just ten minutes ago to face the other woman.

"Positive."

"You -"

"Before you start complaining, let's remember what I just did. Okay?" Tossing the rest over her shoulder, she laid down on the couch with her arms folded behind her back. "But no, I'm not giving it to you. That thing was turning those women into something out of the old world, and not a good part of it, either. Whatever it does to fix infertility and everything else, it goes right for the brain and demands a price."

"...What's the price?" Luciana asked, her voice quieter.

"Not one that you'd be willing to pay."

"..."

"If you're not completely there for your children, if you are not willing to give up everything, to be the utter slave to the betterment of your offspring, then it will make you do it. It will make you give up everything, focus entirely on what your kids need, and forget about the rest of the world.

"And if you fail, then you will hate yourself. Hate yourself to the point of considering suicide."

That was what she'd seen in Eva Fatima, and the only reason that she didn't feel it when she mentioned the abortion was the fact that she had spent most of the time on the boat back here leeching what she could from the spell around her womb. Even so, it sent a stab of agony through her to even consider ending what was supposed to be -

That's the spell. Keep it out. Keep. It. Out.

Luciana didn't answer, not immediately. The maned wolf slowly walked around the couch, looked down at her, and then took a seat at the far end. She said nothing, keeping her mouth shut as her employer stared into the distance. The silence stretched on for nearly a minute.

Then Luciana stomped her feet and slapped her thighs with a loud crack, standing up and punching the back of the couch.

"Why can't we ever get a bloody break?!"

Vicki said nothing. She was too shocked at the outburst to say anything as Luciana grabbed a cushion from the couch.

"Fucking - is it too much to ask for one thing, just one thing to be easy?! Why do all of them - why are they all god-damned cursed?!"

"...Because magic hates shortcuts."

"Screw them! Some of us can't do it any other way," Luciana said.

It took Vicki a moment to see the tears through the other woman's rage, and when she did, she sat up a little further. She hesitated for a split second, then reached out with her tails, slowly guiding the maned wolf back to the couch. Luciana fought back for a few seconds, pulling at them, but Vicki insisted, and the taller woman eventually gave in, sitting beside her.

Wrapping an arm around the maned wolf's hips, she pulled her closer, leaning against her arm.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"...It's not fair."

"Heh. Welcome to my life. Not fair to have to keep an eye on this. Not fair that nobody pays fair. Not fair that I gotta sell myself -"

"You enjoy that."

"True, but only sometimes." She squeezed the maned wolf's middle. "Thanks for being part of those times."

"...You're welcome."

"Look. That's the issue with these cursed items. Some of them can be studied, but most of them are just dangerous. Anytime mortals reached out and tried to get something magical, they were either dealing with someone that hated them, or something that didn't want to give up its power, or because they don't understand what we need. In any case, I don't think you'll ever find what you're looking for...but I'll be there to help you look."

"...Promise?"

"Promise."

The End

Summary: Vicki goes through the rest of the breeding, and decides to try and make a wild escape.

Tags: F/I, Female/Intersex, Shark with Cocks and Tits, Breeding, Magic, Corruption, Creampie, Cumflation, Cum, Cum Inflation, Orgasm, Pregnancy, Vicki, Vixen, Kitsune, Shark, Various Species, Cult, Series,