Mecha-Junk
Story by MochaTaylor on SoFurry
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Mecha-Junk
DISCLAIMER: M/F ballbusting story. Girl piloting a mecha suit is hired to bust the balls of a big dragon boy. Reader’s discretion is advised.
It was a warm summer day. The sound of cicadas filled the air in the large forest that surrounded Union City.
Union City was a nice place, a beautiful thriving city. But lately the city has been having a problem with a dragonkin. A big, bad one. Dragonkins are well known for basically acting like spoiled children, thinking they are owed things just because they are one of the oldest known creatures to still exist.
This dragonkin has been terrorizing the city lately for a ransom he believes he is due. Dragonkin have tough scales, very tough. It takes a lot of firepower to penetrate them, making the local military little more than an annoyance to it.
The city has been having no luck so they hired a freelance dragon hunter. One with quite a reputation.
Rachel laid on a towel on top of her mech suit. She was enjoying the sun and working on her tan as she enjoyed an orange juice. The afternoon sun felt great on her dark tanned skin. Hey yellow and white striped bikini shows lots of skin for the sun to kiss. She placed down her orange juice and rolled onto her stomach, squishing her large breasts under herself and getting some nice warm sun on her big butt.
Rachel stretched out her arms and legs, letting out a sigh on content, but that was quickly interrupted by a roar in the distance. She pulled her sunglasses down and looked at where the roar came from. A flock of birds squawking and taking flight away from the spot.
She could tell by the roar it was a young male, the worst kind. The ones that are always prancing around and trying to prove themselves to everything. It most likely just roared at another creature to assert dominance.
“Found ya, big boy.” the bleach blonde muttered to herself.
Rachel quickly packed up and got back into her suit. She didn’t bother changing out of her bikini, she just put on a pair of sneakers as she stepped back into the mech. She sat her large booty in the soft pilot seat and flipped on the main power switch, then the main engine switch making her mech rumble to life.
“I’m coming for ya!” she smirked out as her suit powered up and she was on her way to complete her contract.
Rachel piloted and E.VE Mk 3. It was a very high tech suit, top of the market. It was 12 meters tall and had a very sleek and feminine build. It had a thin waist, large hips, thighs and a large chest too. It’s feet ended in a lobster claw heel design and its arms ended in hands with fingers just like a person, though with long manicured feminine nails. With this design it was faster and more agile than most of the military mech suits and much more sexier too.
Rachel moved her mecha out, it strolled gracefully. Its hips swayed excessively to show off it’s well built thicc mecha booty. Strolling through the forest was easy in such a well made machine and it didn’t take long for Rachel to get to the place the roar came from.
Sitting in her pilot seat, Rachel changed cameras to get a better view of things below her. She could see signs on the dragonkin being here. She could see broken trees and giant footprints.
Rachel furrowed her brow as she looked at the footprints. They were strange, clearly dragons but it looked like he was going on all fours, most likely to stay under the tree line and out of sight. They were leading to the south, back to the city.
Rachel sighed, the dragonkin was most likely going back to the city because he got bored of the forest. She could see more flocks of birds flying away in the distance. He was on the move and so was she.
Union City was on alert. Their scanners had picked up the big dragon getting closer to the city. The city walls raised up more to try and deter the creature from getting in. Camera drones were sent out to spot the creature.
Clara, a news reporter, stood on top of a building closest to where the dragonkin was coming from. She moved her long brown hair out of her face as the wind flicked it around, taking a deep breath before holding the microphone to her mouth to speak.
“This Clara Chambers, Union City News. Alerts just sounded as the dragonkin is making his way back to the city. What could the big menace want this time? Stayed tuned for live updates as it happens.” she speaks, looking directly into her own camera drone.
All bars and homes have changed the channel to tune in.
As the dragonkin got closer he heard something else, something coming up quickly from behind him. The huge dragon stood up normally, standing well above the trees and looking in the direction of the sound.
He saw a pink and cream coloured female robot flying towards him.
“What’s this? A new toy by the humans to stop me? How quaint.” he chuckled, his voice low but booming.
Rachel was using her thrusters to fly towards the dragonkin, she gracefully landed in front of him.
“Your fight is with me, you overgrown iguana!” Rachel said, her voice projected out of her suit.
The dragon smiled, while standing he was taller than Rachel’s mecha by a bit. He was all black with red eyes that glowed softly. His body was humanoid, but with big black wings and a tail coming out of his back and the head of a dragon. His body was very fit and muscular. His pride was on full display, his massive member and sack just hanging out in the open for all to see. The only things he was wearing were a few golden arm bands and bracelets.
“Iguana? I am Rhaal, descendant of the First Dragons and your Master. Foolish humans need to know their place around their betters.” his voice boomed, followed by a chuckle as he made his way towards Rachel.
Rachel stood her ground as Rhaal walked closer to her.
“I think you should go home, little girl before you anger a god.” he said, holding his arms as if praising himself.
Pretentious, arrogant and full of hot air. This is why she couldn't stand dragonkin.
“What’s this? Someone in a mecha suit has come down to confront the dragon? Who is this brave soul?” Clara reported.
The sun started setting, early evening was coming in. All the drones turned on their spot lights to keep Rachel and Rhaal perfectly lit as they hovered around and filmed.
“You don’t honestly see yourself as a god do you?” Rachel asked him.
Rhaal bellowed out a laugh, flexing his arms to show off his might and raw strength. His muscles bulged as he flexed.
“I could turn every human city to rubble with ease. You think your fancy mechanized suit can stand up to years of perfect evolution.” he taunts at her, thinking her question was answered by his display.
Rhaal didn’t give her a chance to respond as he reached out, grabbing her mecha by the neck and holding it up. Lifting its legs off the ground with ease in a single hand.
“Know your place, woman.” he growls out to her.
“You first!” Rachel yells back at him.
Rachel pulls her leg back and shoots it in a vicious kick forward right between the dragons legs. Her hard metal heel smashes into the dragons testicles with a loud CRUNCH!
Rhaal eyes widen in shock as the pain from his genitals hits his brain. He instantly drops the giant robot, falling to his knees in front of her as he grabs his swelling balls and holds them in agony as he lets out a deafening roar.
Clara winches, “Oooh! A devastating blow is delivered to the privates of the dragonkin! What a clever move on her part!”
In a nearby bar the people inside all cheer as the arrogant dragonkin is brought to his knees, with a few men holding their groin in sympathy too.
Rachel stands still, looking down at the Rhaal, after a few long moments he finally gets back up.
“You’ll pay for that!” he roars.
“Awww, did I break your treasures?” she responds in a bitchy way on purpose.
This angers Rhaal and he moves to charge but Rachel engages her thruster into overdrive and shoots right over his head. She lands down on his shoulders, sitting down on them as she places her hands on his face to impair his sight.
“Get off me, witch!” he cries out, moving side to side to shake her other, even trying to smack her with his tail.
This is nothing new to Rachel, she has fought many dragonkin in hand to hand combat and won. She stays on him, waiting for him to tire himself out. Rhaal keeps thrashing, knocking over trees and kicking up chucks of earth as he flails around. She tightens her thighs around his neck to choke him, making him weaker.
Rachel uses her hands to stead his head, keeping him from blindly stumbling into the city walls. After a few minutes he falls to his knees, lost for breath as he keeps trying to remove her thighs off his neck.
Rachel doesn’t give him a chance to, she expertly swings herself back, bringing Rhaal with her, still in her thighs and she flips him right over face first into her ground. Rachel stands up, dusting her hands off as Rhaal rolls over onto his back, coughing and catching his breath.
Clara holds down her mini skirt as the force from the impact blows past her. The dust settled.
“What an amazing move by our lady in the pink robot!” Clara cheers out as she jumps! “She completely dropped that dragon onto his face! Not so much of a mister big shot is he now, right?” Clara says to the camera with a big grin on her face.
“Just wait… I’m going to get you, bitch.” Rhaal huffs out still on the ground to Rachel.
Rachel is standing close, one hand on her hip as she looks at her bots hand, inspecting her nails and fingers for damage while she waits for the big bad ‘god’ to get up.
“I’ll be waiting.” she says, not even looking at him.
Rhaal slowly raises up, red lines forming of his body, then they start to pulse and glow softly.
“Let’s see how you handle this, brat!” he says, his voice even deeper.
Rhaal looks at Rachel who is now looking at him, waiting for his next move. He opens his mouth, a small flame down his throat quickly burning brighter till he roars deafeningly loud followed by a torrent of flame shooting right and Rachel.
Rachel uses her quick wits, she does the splits to avoid the attack, ducking under it. Rhaal has lost sight of her, not seeing past his own blinding fire breath.
With a cocky grin on her face Rachel looks right at his hanging pride, a bit swollen from her kick before. She pulls her fist back, engaging the jets on the back of the elbow and shooting a punch of hammering force right into the dragons massive nuts, crushing them into his pelvis! CRACK!
Rhaal was now roaring for a different reason, he felt her knuckles digging into his rubbery orbs and crushing them badly. His head arched back, shooting fire into her air above, taking out some drones by accident.
Clara crosses her legs and winces, “Oooh, ouch. That is one blow he won’t be walking off, right guys?” Clara says, giving a chuckle as she winks at the camera.
Rhaal instantly closed his thighs tight together, slowly sinking to his knees as Rachel stood back up.
There they were, him on his knees in front of her again.
“Seems you like begging to be.” Rachel chuckled out.
Rhaal tried to respond but all he could do was let out small high pitched yelps.
“M-m… MM BAAALLS!!” he cried out, clutching them tightly as a tear ran down his scaly cheek.
Rachel put her finger under his chin and lifted it up so he was looking her in the eye.
“Leave now while you still have a pair to hold in pain.” she tells him.
Rhaal doesn’t respond. The burning humiliation and shame can be felt in his chest. He hates this woman, more than anything or anyone he hated before. The hatred burns in him too. He opens his mouth a few times as if to say something but instead he roars out, “Die bitch!” and blasts another vortex of fire at her.
Rachel spins around, and slams her big mecha booty into his face, shutting off his fire and shutting him up while she keeps pushing, knocking him back to the ground with her sitting on his face.
She slowly grinds her rear side to side, adding insult to injury but to also add injury to injury she reaches down and grabs hold of his swollen balls. Her big metal hand squeezes down on them, her fingers sinking into his nutmeat. Rhaal squeals out under her big butt, his legs kicking desperately in an attempt to free himself.
Clara squeals with delight, even bending her leg back, “She has him in her power now! Now way is he going to be getting out of a squeeze like that, at least not while still being male!” a drone hovers right over Rachel’s mecha hand as she speaks, showing the dragonhood bulging out between the fingers of her viselike grip.
It’s been a while since Rachel has moved, she has been keeping the dragon pinned under her butt and her hand crushing his jewels. Rhaal has done little more than whimper and blink tears out of his eyes.
People in suspense are glued to their TVs and smartphones, watching what will happen next between the large duo.
Rachel breaks the silence first.
“Now, are you going to listen? Or do I need to get your attention more?” she asks him, squeezing his dragon nuts harder for emphasis.
A fresh bunch of mewls come out of the dragon as he tries to respond but has big robo booty in his face.
“I’ll take it you are listening.” Rachel says. “Now… Are you going to leave and never come back? Yes or no?” she asks him, grinding her hips back and forth for yes and side to side for no.
Rhaal desperately tries to nod yes under her. “Or, am I going to crush these dragon gems into dust?” she asks him and is followed by him trying to shake his head no.
“Good.” Rachel says.
She slowly stands up, getting her heavy metal butt off his face but keeping her tight grip on his sack.
“I hope you can fly.” she says to him.
Rachel keeps a tight grip on Rhaals sack as she moves forward, dragging him along by his nuts.
“No, no, no. Please stop!” Rhaal begs in a high pitched voice.
Rachel ignores him and keeps dragging him through the forest, slowly increasing her speed till she is at a run, still dragging the dragon by his balls, painfully stretching his nut cords. While she is running she activates the thrusters on her arms and throws the dragonkin by his nuts as far away as she can.
Rhaal lands a distance away and rolls a few times before rolling into a ball, sobbing and holding his nuts in agony.
“Don’t come back.” she yells at him before turning around to go back to the city to get her reward.
“What a show! Our valiant hero returns after saving our lovely city from a wannabe tyrant. Please applaud with me ladies and gentlemen as we celebrate this heroic woman.” Clara says before giving a standing ovation to Rachel as she is walking back to the city.
“I didn’t even need to get out of my bikini.” Rachel muses to herself, smirking confidently as she walks into the city in her dragon breaking mech.
Headlines and articles from weeks to come are ‘Brave woman crushes Dragonkin threat and balls!’
The End.