Rescued by Star Fox
#2 of Chronicles of Sonic Fox
This story is rated "Y" for Yiffy. Reader discretion is advised. The sky was filled with ominous clouds, the wind picking up speed and heralding the coming storm. A dense forest covered the landscape; filled with hundreds of creatures now running in fear of the foreboding weather. In the middle of the forest stood an enormous mountain; at its base were an enormous cave and a beautiful lake nearby. A lone fox timidly crawled out of the bushes, making its way over to the water's edge for a quick drink before the storm hit. As it reached the lake shore, the fox dipped its head down to the placid surface and began to lap up as much water as it desired. Suddenly, there came a rustle from the bushes behind the fox. The fox's ears perked up and sniffed the air; upon catching an unfamiliar scent, the fox's lips drew back to reveal its sharp teeth. A large black wolf emerged from the bushes, growling at its newfound prey. The fox slowly circled around the wolf, looking for a weak spot; the wolf kept its eyes on the fox, waiting for it to make its move. The fox leapt at the wolf, fangs ready to sink into the lupine's flank. The wolf spun around and butted its head against the fox's, knocking it to the ground. As the fox lied dazed on the ground the wolf jumped on top of its quarry, placing its paws on the fox's throat. The fox scrambled underneath the wolf, kicking its legs out in a desperate attempt to escape. The wolf opened its jaws, ready to clamp down on the fox's neck. The fox quickly sank its fangs into the wolf's leg, causing the wolf to leap off the vulpine in pain. As the wolf backed away, the fox rose up and launched itself into the air, landing on the wolf's back and biting into the thickly muscled flesh. The wolf howled in agony and thrashed about as it tried to dislodge the fox from its back. In its maddened state, the wolf bashed itself against a tree and knocked off its vulpine attacker. From the dark clouds above came a blinding flash as a lightning bolt crashed into a tree, igniting it instantly. As the fire grew, it spread to the trees nearby and continued to do so until the entire area was engulfed in flames. Even as the fire consumed the forest, the fox and the wolf glared at each other as they circled around one another; with fangs bared the two canines charged at each other. The entire forest exploded into a roaring inferno as the fox and the wolf continued to fight to the death; neither one of them would run to safety until the other was dead.
I woke up with a gasp; that was the most vivid dream I had ever dreamt. As I sat up right, I looked around to see where I had ended up now. The room reminded me of a doctor's office I once visited in the Rich District; however this was more like something out of a science-fiction movie. Next to the bed I was resting in was a neatly folded outfit on top of a chair. Slowly, I got out of the bed and started putting on the clothes. Since I was now a fox, I had to get used to pulling my bushy tail through the hole in the back of both the boxer shorts and pants. Once I was dressed I took a good look at what I was wearing; it looked like the same outfit that the Star Fox characters wore when they weren't in jumpsuits. Once I realized what I was wearing I started to remember what happened before I woke up here. Excited, I walked towards the door of the infirmary and the doors opened automatically. Outside was a long hallway with multiple doors and corridors. I started walking down the hallway in the hopes that I would find Fara and the ones who rescued the both of us. After awhile I started to hear voices and followed them to their source. I followed the voices to a large room with some kind of hologram thing in the middle of a dark colored room with a few chairs around the computer. I spotted Fara behind the hologram thing; she appeared to be talking to someone. Unable to wait and see who it was, I slowly made my way over to her. Fara saw me once I was halfway across the room and smiled. "Good morning, Nik," Fara said cheerfully. "How are you feeling?" "I feel a little tired, but otherwise I'm fine; what happened?" "Well as you know we escaped from Star Wolf and were rescued by some old friends of mine." Four familiar figures stepped into my sight. I couldn't believe my eyes; the Star Fox team was standing right in front of me! "Nik, allow me to introduce the Star Fox team," Fara said, grabbing me by the hand and leading me over towards the four pilots. "This is Fox McCloud, the leader of the Star Fox team." Fox held out his hand for me to shake it. "Good to finally meet you, Nik; Fara's been talking about you nonstop." Trying to hide my excitement, I grabbed his hand and gave it a good shake. "Wow! Fox McCloud! You're my favorite pilot ever!" Fox seemed to be confused at my excitement. "Well thanks, but how did you know who I was already?" "We'll discuss that later, Fox," said Fara. The vixen then brought me before a blue falcon. "This is Falco Lombardi, one of the best pilots in the galaxy." "Let me guess," Falco said with an outstretched hand, "You know who I am, right?" I shook his hand, or wing, as firmly as I did Fox's. "Yeah, I know all about you guys!" "Really; how?" Fox asked. "Well, where I come from all of you are the main characters of a video game." I quickly answered. "Say what?!" Falco exclaimed. "Like I said before, we'll discuss it later," Fara interrupted. I turned to face a beautiful blue vixen that I knew all too well. "This is Krystal; a Cerinian with telepathic abilities." "Hello, Nik," Krystal said as she gently took my hand and shook it, "It's a pleasure to meet you." "Likewise!" I nearly shouted. Before Fara could speak I moved over to the last member of the team; a short frog with a baseball cap. "And you're Slippy Toad; the team's mechanic, right?" The frog's eyes widened and a large smile formed on his face. "Wow, you really do know about us!" Slippy exclaimed. "Man, I can't believe I'm here with the five of you; this has to be a dream!" "Nik," Fara said softly, "There are some things we need to discuss." "Like what?" "Back at Bolse, I promised I would let you know exactly what was going on; I was just about to discuss the matter with Fox and his team but now that you're awake I won't have to repeat myself." Fara brought me over to a chair and motioned for me to sit; I could tell this was going to get really weird. Fox and his teammates took their seats as well. "Nik," Fara began, "You may think that where ever you came from was your home world and that you were whatever species that inhabited it, but you're not." Fara pushed a button on the hologram thing and an image of DNA popped up. "You are an inter-dimensional creature from a destroyed galaxy; you're DNA is proof of this." Fara pushed another button and an enlarged photo of my ID card that I kept in my wallet appeared. "This is not what you originally looked like; the way you are now is what you were supposed to be." "What do you mean?" I asked, confused. "What I'm saying is that someone altered your appearance through some unknown means and clouded your memories; my guess is The Remnant did this to make you one of them." Fara brought the image of the DNA back up on screen. "We confirmed that you are one of these inter-dimensional species by comparing your blood sample with that we took from another one of your kind; your father." "My father?" I reiterated. "Yes," Fara said as she took a step towards me. "The Cornerian government first came into contact with your species when your father and mother visited Cerinia twenty five years ago; apparently he mistook the Cerinians for his own kind. The authorities tried to take him in for his strange behavior, but he resisted arrest and used the mysterious power that all of your kind share to elude the officers. After three days, General Pepper, accompanied by the original members of the Star Fox team led by James McCloud, arranged for the two of them to meet. After a long discussion, the government kept this encounter under wraps to avoid a massive panic throughout the Lylat System." "So I'm some kind of alien?" I asked. "Technically yes; you're species came from a galaxy where every denizen has the power to open gateways to other dimensions. While each one of you has this power, you also have your own unique ability. Your father believed that your dimension was destroyed due to a war that waged between those who sought to protect other worlds and those who wished to conquer them; when so many people used their powers it caused the fabric of their dimension to tear itself apart. What's left of your species now roams the infinite galaxies as nomads." Fara paused to take a sip of water from a glass on a table next to her. "Even though your species are on the verge of extinction, some of them have formed tight-knit groups like The Remnant. Your father used to be a part of their group until he met your mother in another dimension; apparently she managed to elude him when he came to ravage her homeland and ended up trapping him. Your mother took care of him while he was captured and the two of them eventually fell for one another. But The Remnant does not approve of their species mating with others because when a pure blood denizen mates with someone else, the offspring will still be able to travel through the dimensions but will not gain the same powers their parent had. So your father left them and lived in secrecy with your mother." "How do you know all of this?" asked Falco. "Nik's father was very thorough in his conversation with General Pepper," Fara answered. "Okay, let me get this straight," I interrupted. "So basically I'm some kind of nomad that travels from one galaxy to another either helping people or making their lives worse. Do all of my people have blue fur and these markings?" "Yes, that's why your father thought the Cerinians were his people," Fara answered. "So if my dad was a pure blood and my mom wasn't, what does that make me?" "We've been trying to figure that out since we found you on Fichina; your blood linked you to your mother and father but gave us no hints to what other powers you have. We do have one idea though," Fara said as she typed away on the hologram thing. "When we were studying you, we noticed that you have a highly keen sense of hearing. That was not enough for any real idea on what your power would be, but we still used it for your codename." "Codename; what's that all about?" I asked. "Your father said that every one of his kind use codenames to protect their identities from those who would harm them. A code name is derived from a skill or power that one has and is combined with their species name. Your father's codename was Blood Wolf since he had an amazing rejuvenation power; he could sustain mortal wounds and have them healed up in a week." "That's amazing!" Slippy exclaimed. "Since your mother wasn't one of your father's species, you might have some of his healing abilities but at a smaller rate than his. But since your hearing was one of the best we've ever seen, and that power you used on Razor Cougar, we gave you the codename Sonic Fox." "Sonic Fox? You mean like sound?" "Like I said, were not really sure if that's really your power or not, but I think that power you used on Cougar was derived from a miniature sonic boom," Fara continued. "There is one more thing about your kind that I want to discuss with you; your species is incapable with mating with other species without performing a special ritual that allows impregnation. Among your own kind you can mate with anyone that's a pure blood as long as you are a pure blood, but since you're not you can't impregnate anyone without performing a mating ritual that allows whatever gives you your power to transfer over to the other person. When your species binds themselves to another, the other species will gain some of their abilities, such as an extended life span and youth; one of your species could be a hundred years old and look like a thirty-four year old." I just sat there as Fara discussed how my people mated in shock. "So what you're saying is that unless I perform some mating ritual with someone I want to spend my life with I'll be shooting blanks?" "That's the gist of it, yes," Fara answered. Falco tried his best to cover his snickers but I could still hear him. I didn't know if sterility was an amazing opportunity or just an embarrassment. "Now, we're under orders to train you and help you recover some of your memories; Krystal and I should be able to help you in that department. Fox and the others will help you get ready for the dangers you'll be facing in the future; The Remnant are no doubt searching for you." "How can you help me recover my memories?" "Well, let's just start with your parents." Fara pushed a button and a picture of a large blue wolf and a beautiful orange vixen came to view. "These are your parents; Lance and Alice." I stood up and walked over to the image. These were my parents? I couldn't believe how big my father was; he looked like he could easily lift me up over his head. My mother was stunningly beautiful; if this was taken over twenty years ago, then they must be in their fifties. But they looked so young! As I stared at the picture, I could feel the shroud in my head dissipate and long forgotten childhood memories came rushing back. Birthdays, vacations, training with my father, home schooled by my mother; I was so overwhelmed by all these memories I couldn't help but let a tear stream down the side of my face. "Are you okay?" Fox asked. I wiped the tear off of my face. "Yeah, fine. Thank you so much, Fara." "My pleasure," Fara said sweetly. "Tell me something, do you remember how you were separated from your parents?" I thought long and hard, but I kept drawing a blank. "No, I have no idea what happened." "Don't push yourself; it'll come to you eventually. Now, I have something for you from your father," Fara said as she walked behind the hologram. When she came back around she was holding some sort of suit. "This is a highly advanced self-preservation full-body suit that your father left with the Cornerian government so we could utilize it for our own soldiers; unfortunately we haven't been able to make any progress with it so the higher ups have decided to give it to you. Here, try it on." I took the suit from Fara, looking at it doubtingly. My father was a huge wolf; how was this going to fit on me. Still, I started to slowly put on the suit, trying to fit my legs down in the lower portion. With some hassle, I managed to get the suit on. Instantly, the suit contracted and squeezed itself against my body before loosening up into a comfortable fit. I guess it was a one-size-fits-all. With the suit on I gazed down upon it. It was black all over with a few streaks of white along the arms and legs. It felt incredibly light and didn't restrict any movement; hell, I probably could do a split in this thing if I could do one. Although it was incredibly flexible, there were some arm plating around the vital areas of my body like my stomach, chest, and arms. On one of my arms there was a small screen that flickered to life when I touched it. "This suit is designed to keep the wearer safe without restricting movement. The screen on your arm is actually a computer that has many functions ranging from suit status to communication; just be sure to put the protective covering down when you're not using it," Fara said, pushing a small button next to the screen that lowered an armor plating down over the screen. "Nice suit," Falco joked, "Does it come in red?" "This is amazing," I muttered. "And one more thing; a little gift from us," Fox said. Fox walked over to the table and brought back a belt of some kind. "This is a standard issue utility belt used by soldiers of all kinds. You can store all most anything in these pouches; they may look small, but they can carry a lot." "What are these for?" I asked, holding up two holsters on the belt. "This," Fara said as she grabbed my sword off the table and fitted it into the metallic holster, "Is to keep your sword on your person at all times. Once it's in, it won't come out until you squeeze the little button up at the top; pretty handy for a retractable blade like that. The other is for the blaster we're going to give you." "A blaster?! I get a blaster?!" I exclaimed. "To get to excited, kid," Falco remarked, "You have to prove to us that you're a decent shot first." "Well then," Fox said, "Let's put you to work, Nik."
A week had passed while I was on the Great Fox, and it couldn't have been any better. I walked down the hallway to the sparring room for my first lesson in melee weaponry with Fara and Krystal. I really learned a lot from each member of Star Fox. Fox taught me how to handle a firearm of any type and showed me a few hand to hand combat techniques; most of the time he virtually emasculated me when he showed me his skills. Falco showed me how to fly a ship and how to hijack one as well. As much as I wanted to, they wouldn't let me fly any of the Arwings since I wasn't a member of their team so I was stuck with simulators. Slippy showed me all of these incredible gadgets that the team usually uses and explained how they worked; he even managed to figure out how I could use my wrist computer to hack into high-security servers. Krystal and Fara helped me regain the memories I had lost; with Fara's knowledge of my people and Krystal's telepathic abilities we were making great progress. I'm still unable to remember how I was separated from my parents, but I knew that it would come back sooner or later. After the long days of training, the team usually leisured about in a special room where they would talk amongst themselves and share stories. I learned a lot about the Lylat System from them; as a matter of fact, I learned that Nintendo left out many adventures and overlooked a few details when making the games. The team was in the process of making new Arwings, but they were still incomplete. Peppy Hare did retire, but he was said to be the next General of Cornerian Forces if Pepper ever stepped down. But the Star Fox team was interested in hearing about life on Earth; they were surprised by all the leaps and bounds we've made for a species that dwells on just one planet and were particularly fascinated by the way Nintendo portrayed them in the games. I entered the sparring room and sat down on a bench, waiting for the girls to show up. The doors opened and the entire team walked through the door. "Okay, Nik," Fara said cheerfully, "Today we're going to teach you about melee weaponry. None of us have any real experience except Krystal, so she's going to be your partner today." I glanced over at Krystal; she was wearing a white tank top and sweatpants. I was a little worried about sparring with her though. During my stay on the Great Fox, I couldn't help but fantasize about Krystal every day. I did my best to cover up these thoughts when she was nearby, but if she was going to be practicing with me in that outfit there was going to be some problems. "O-okay," I stuttered. I slowly rose off the bench and followed Krystal over to a rack of training swords. "We had to pick these up at a station near Fortuna, but they should be adequate for this exercise," Krystal remarked with a smile. Throughout the week, I felt that Krystal had been watching me intently; I hope she didn't catch me when I was dreaming about her. I picked up a spongy looking sword and Krystal picked up a staff of some kind. I guess it makes sense in a way. "Ready?" she asked as she strode over towards the mat. I stole a glance at her butt as she walked past, immediately shaking my head to rid it of all the sexual feelings that came up. "Yeah." I walked over and readied myself; I had no idea how to use a sword, but that's what I'm here for. "Try and hit me," Krystal instructed. I looked over at the others; all four of them were watching us in great interest. Not wanting to hurt Krystal, a swung the sword half-heartedly at her. The blue vixen instantly parried the weak swing and pushed me down onto my tail. I could hear Falco laughing at what had just happened. "Are you alright?" Krystal asked, bending over and unwittingly giving me a good view of her breasts. "Huh, oh, yeah," I murmured, prying my eyes off her chest. As I rose to my feet, I made a quick slash at Krystal in retaliation for my previous humiliation. Although she was a little surprised, Krystal merely danced around me and thrust her staff betwixt my legs, causing me to trip and fall to the ground. Falco and Slippy were now laughing their heads off; my face burned with embarrassment. "That was good, but you're too aggressive. Try to calm yourself down." Krystal helped me up and readied herself for me to attack again. For two hours we practiced, and I was starting to get the hang of it. Soon we we're in a no holds bar fight and we met in a deadlock. I tried my hardest to overpower Krystal, but she was stronger than she looked. As we stood there I took another glance at the vixen's chest, my eyes glued to her ample white furred breasts. I couldn't stop myself; all of a sudden all these fantasies came into my head. Some were from stories and fan art I've seen on the internet while others were of my own design. I screamed in my head as I tried to block out an image of Krystal with General Pepper and Peppy. I gazed up into Krystal's face; her eyes narrowed and her mouth opened like she was going to yell at me. Suddenly, she moved forward and raised her knee between my legs, crashing into my balls. My eyes widened, my jaw dropped, and I fell to the floor, clutching my groin. The pain was so intense and so nauseating; I actually thought I was going to vomit. I could hear the others gather around me, checking to see if I was okay. "Nik?! Oh my...I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to," Krystal quickly apologized. "Oh man, that sucks," Falco said with a cringe, "Do you want a lemon slice?" "What good would that do?" Slippy asked. "It'll take his mind off the pain in his balls," Falco replied. "Can it, Falco," Fox muttered. "I think that's going to be all for today; let's get you to your room." Fox and Falco lifted me up by the arms and escorted me to my room. Krystal followed close behind, apologizing multiple times. I believed she was sincere in her apologies, but I knew it wasn't an accident. I was thinking all those perverted thoughts and she had read my mind; that look on her face was proof of it. Even though my balls ached, I could only feel the disgust I had for myself.
I undressed myself as I got ready for bed; by now my testicles had stopped throbbing but I still hated myself for earlier. Krystal must hate my guts by now. With a sigh, a stripped down to my boxer shorts and moved towards my bed. There was a faint knock on the door. "Nik, can I come in?" I recognized that voice. I hurried over to the door and pressed the open button on the panel. Krystal stood outside my room, clad in her infamous blue flight suit that every fan loved. The Cerinian vixen stared at me and looked away with a slight blush on her face. "Is this a bad time?" Realizing I was in my underwear, I rushed back over to the bed and hopped clumsily into my pants. "N-no, you're fine," I stuttered as I fumbled with the zipper. Krystal walked into my room and closed the door. "Nik, I'm really sorry about what happened earlier; I shouldn't have done that." "No, I deserved it," I replied, "I would've done the same thing in your position. It's just, well, back on Earth, I'm one of the millions of fans that think you're the most attractive vixen I've ever seen." "Thank you, but why didn't you tell me about this sooner?" Krystal asked. "I didn't think it would be appropriate to talk about that sort of thing with you. I find you so attractive, but I know someone like you could ever be with a guy like me." Krystal walked over towards me and placed her hand on my shoulder. "You know," she said in a whisper, "I think you're really handsome." With that said she pushed me onto my bed, catching me by surprise. I stared at her in shock as she reached behind her and unzipped her suit, letting it fall off her shoulders and hang at her waist; Krystal wasn't wearing a bra. All I could do was watch as Krystal pulled her suit down to her feet and slowly stepped out of it, moving slowly towards me. This couldn't be happening, it just couldn't. But it was. I know I've always wanted this, but now I didn't want it; if Fox ever found out he'd have my head on a stick. "Krystal?! W-what're you," I exclaimed before she pressed her lips against mine. I felt her tongue enter my mouth, softly licking over my own. Just what the hell was going on? Krystal broke the kiss and hooked her thumbs into my pants, slowly pulling them down. "I'm going to make it up to you; after all, you want this to happen, don't you?" Krystal asked in a seductive voice. "What about Fox?" I whispered, "If he finds out, I'm dead!" "Don't worry about that," Krystal whispered as she pulled off my pants and started pulling down my boxers, "Just let go and enjoy." Krystal removed my underwear and stared at my crotch, her eyes seeming to gleam with lust. "I'm sorry about hurting you, but I'm going to make these," she said as she gently cupped my balls in her hands, "Feel much better." The feeling of Krystal's soft hands on my family jewels was beyond description; it was a gentle current was coursing through my body. "Does that feel good?" Krystal asked with a smile on her face. I couldn't speak; I just let the feeling of her hands caressing my balls take over me. I felt my cock slowly harden and emerge from my sheathe. Krystal eyed the growing cock hungrily. "Well, it's good to see that Fox isn't the only one who's well equipped for anything." Krystal placed a hand on my cock and shuddered at her touch. "You like that? Well you're going to love this." Krystal brought her head down and slowly licked my shaft from base to tip. God, if I died here I would die happy. I lay on the bed, moaning as Krystal licked over my length like an ice cream cone. Her tongue lapped at my balls and flicked over my tip. "Krystal, oh man," I groaned. I felt Krystal's tongue pull away from my throbbing member. Dismayed that she stopped I opened my mouth to protest, but what came out was a loud moan as she took my entire length into her mouth. This was too good to be true! Krystal sucked on my shaft hungrily, gently massaging my balls with her free hand. The sensation continued to grow and grow until it reached the critical point. "Krystal, I'm, ah, going to," I tried to say between moans. Krystal removed her mouth from my cock and slid it in between her breasts. The soft fur squishing against my length was enough to drive me wild. Krystal stuck out her tongue and slid it all over the tip of my erection. I couldn't hold on anymore. I let out one long moan as my orgasm approached. Krystal quickly engulfed the head of my cock as I started to climax. The cum flowed out of my sensitive spire and into her mouth, not one drop spilling from it. I could hear Krystal gulping down whatever came out as I finally stopped. The vixen gave me one last lick before she hopped up on the bed beside me. "I hope you enjoyed that," Krystal whispered as she pulled down her panties, flinging them across the room afterwards. "Would you mind returning the favor?" she asked, rubbing her hand over her slit. Without a word, I rolled over and crawled up between her slender legs, gazing at her glistening nether lips. I reached out with one hand and gently stroked my finger across her lips. Krystal murred in appreciation, encouraging me to continue. With two fingers, I massaged the outside of her sex, spreading her lips occasionally. I couldn't resist the temptation anymore; I brought my head between her legs and let my tongue slide lazily over her sex. Krystal let out a soft moan as I gently licked her swollen lips, relishing her pleasure. "That's nice," Krystal murred as she closed her eyes. Deciding to be adventurous, I stuck my tongue into her pussy, tasting her inner walls. I don't know if all women on Earth have vaginas that taste and smell like fish, but Krystal's was different; both the taste and the smell were incredibly tantalizing. Krystal gasped as my tongue ventured deeper into her depths, pressing her hips against my muzzle. As I continued to explore her tunnel, my eyes caught sight of her clitoris, just begging to be played with. With a smirk, I reached up and gave the little nub of flesh a gentle rub with my thumb. Krystal's legs tensed up as I played with her clit, small moans escaping from her. Suddenly Krystal cried out and a wave of fluids drenched my face. I pulled my tongue out of her quivering orifice and licked the remaining juices from my muzzle. "Oh, that was great," Krystal said happily, "I hope you're ready for the main event." Krystal wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down to her. Once again she kissed me deeply, only this time I returned it wholeheartedly. I could taste my own cum as my tongue wrestled with Krystal's; it was a little awkward at first, but I got used to it. My length was once more at full attention and was rubbing against Krystal's opening. I lifted myself on top of Krystal and looked down at her. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "Yes; I want this, Nik," Krystal murmured, kissing me on the cheek. With that I positioned my cock at her pussy and slowly pushed it in, astounded by the heat and tightness of her depths. "You're bigger than you look," Krystal gasped as I hilted myself inside. I started to pull my cock back out of her pussy very slowly, only to thrust back inside. I had never done this before and was a little nervous; I didn't realize there was so much work in sex. My tempo increased at a gradual rate, much to Krystal's enjoyment. The Cerinian vixen pressed down on my head, moving my face towards her breasts. Understanding what she wanted, I took her right nipple into my mouth suckled on it like a hungry babe. The bed beneath us rocked violently as I hammered away into the vixen beneath me. I was still sensitive from her oral play, but I held on as long as I could to ensure she came first. Krystal suddenly jolted underneath me as I thrust into her; I must've hit her g-spot. Keeping the alignment I just had, I assaulted her most erogenous spot with all my strength. Krystal started to cry out in pleasure underneath me, raising my head up to kiss her once more. With a load moan, Krystal's pussy contracted around my cock, squeezing it with a force I had never felt before. The sudden tightness caught me off guard and made me climax almost instantly; my hot seed poured into her cunt and mixed with her juices. I lay on top of Krystal, trying to catch my breath after the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced. Krystal reached up and slowly stroked my ears. "That was incredible," she panted. "Krystal," I muttered, "Thank you so much. But I have to ask why did you do this?" Krystal sat upright and gave me a sad glance. "You know how Fox forced me to leave the team for my own safety? Well, that was the only time we ever had any difficulties. Even though we made up afterwards and finally admitted our feelings for one another, it still felt like the smallest offense could drive us apart. When we rescued you and Fara, Fox and I came up with an idea." Krystal hopped out of the bed and slowly began to dress herself. "I knew Fara was Fox's old girlfriend and I know that they broke up because it just wouldn't work out, but she was just what we needed to prove if we can manage a relationship. I asked Fox to sleep with her, to see if he still loved me afterwards. But he didn't want me to go through this without any excitement so he suggested that I slept with you." "Why me?" I asked, "Why not Panther, Falco, or Slippy?" "For starters, I don't love Panther," Krystal began, "He may be very charming, but I could never love someone who makes a living off of crime. As far as Falco and Slippy there are three reasons. One; I'm not attracted to either of them. Two; they both have either a girlfriend or a fiancé. Three; it would just be too awkward onboard afterwards. That's why I chose you; you're attractive, sweet, and you wouldn't cause any problems for Fox and I. You're the perfect stranger." "So that's why you slept with me?" "I'm sorry; I feel terrible," Krystal continued with a sob, "I know you probably won't forgive me; I should go." As she turned to leave, I leapt out of bed and embraced her. "No, don't be sorry," I whispered, "You gave me something no one else has ever given me before." Krystal stared at me; I think she was gazing into my mind. "Was this your first time?" she asked. All I could do was blush. "You're really not mad at me?" "No, I could never be mad at you," I said as I held her tightly, "You're my friend, right?" I'll never forget that look Krystal gave me; it started as bewilderment and then blossomed into a smile as she embraced me. "Yes; thank you, Nik. You're very kind; but I should go before somebody finds us." "I understand," I muttered, trudging back to my bed. Before I made it halfway there, Krystal turned me around and gave me one last kiss. "You're going to make some lucky woman very happy; I mean that," Krystal said happily. "I'll make this up to you, you'll see. Now get some rest." Krystal turned back around and left the room with a small smile on her face. I lay down in the bed and pondered over what had just happened; I had lost my virginity at long last. It was the single greatest moment of my life so far. I couldn't sleep for hours; all I could do was think about that special moment Krystal and I shared.
"Nik, wake up!" I sat upright in bed, startled by the loud voice booming from the ceiling. "I'm up; what's going on?" I asked sleepily. "We just got a message from General Pepper; there's a Sharpclaw uprising on Sauria and we need your help. Get suited up and head to the bridge," Fox's voice ordered. "Fine, but why do you need me, exactly?" I asked irritably. "Because a member of The Remnant was spotted among the Sharpclaws," Fox replied. To be continued... Star Fox characters belong to Nintendo Sonic Fox is owned by me. Alright, here's the next chapter. I don't know if I'll be able to get online this week because I'm going on vacation. If I can, I'll see you later. Also, if you want to be in a chapter, just say so on the journal entry I posted.