Mature Content Warning:

Author’s Note:Dr. Falcon Andreas. :)

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Chapter 15: Hnnnngg!!!

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A loud cry split the air followed by an even louder roar. Ginger clawed at the bed, shredding the mattress in her excitement as her master pounded her aching pussy with everything she had. Ever since the end of the hunt earlier that day, Alexis had been in an angry mood.

The hunter slapped her alpha on her beautiful ass with both hands then thrusted her hips forward hard and fast. Her vibrating strap-on buzzed happily as it plundered the pussy of her long term friend. Ginger cried out once again, a low yowling noise escaped her lips and her tail lashed around her master’s waist.

Alexis’ anger radiated from her via a decidedly annoyed pout. While she pounded the pussy of her favorite Crystallim, her mind was elsewhere. The only thing she saw in front of her was the image of a snobby blond bitch kissing her boyfriend while looking her in the eyes.

The hunter growled a little then thrust forward harder. She gritted her teeth and gripped the Cat Girl’s ass cheeks tightly.

Ginger’s pussy exploded in a shower of pent up feminine arousal. She yowled out long and loud then shook her head furiously as her intense orgasm erupted through her body. It was the fifth one already, and she had loved every moment of it.

“Bitch. Bitch Bitch!” cried Alexis while she pumped into ginger’s soaking wet cunt. She did not care how many times her alpha orgasmed; she would not stop till she pounded out all the anger in her heart.

Ginger’s mouth fell open and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she thrust her hips back in order to accept her master’s fury. Oh, today was a wonderful day!

Earlier that day...

Alexis looked around the institute with wide and curious eyes. Scott lived there for now? Not bad!

She came from a wealthy family, but had spent most of her time living cooped up in an apartment building. A wide open area like this with was interesting. She had not spent much time in a place that existed horizontally instead of vertically.

“So, your sponsor did right by you... Good.” said Alexis.

Scott grinned at her. “Oh, I like her.”

“That’s great! This is an interesting place. I still pretty much live at the apartment until I am free to roam about in a few months.” said Alexis.

Scott gestured toward the kitchen and they wandered inside. While the girls spent a little time relaxing together, Scott had opted to Show Alexis around the institute. She would head home, soon, but neither of them was completely ready to part for the day, yet.

They spent a little together chatting while they ate a quick dinner. Alexis giggled at some of his stupid jokes, and he laughed her occasional innuendos. Everything was lovely until a certain blond haired Amazon Battle Mistress walked into the room.

“So, this is where you were you lazy bastard.” said Eina without as much as a hello.

Scott turned to her and spoke the one word that would set off a war. “Eina.”

Alexis’ eyes narrowed. She reached over and took Scott’s hand then squeezed it gently. “Scott, who is this ... person?”

Eina glanced down and noticed how the new girl clutched and the idiot’s hand and her eyes narrowed. A cruel smirk rose upon her lips.

Scott started to introduce Eina to Alexis but he was interrupted by a sudden, powerful, movement. He was wrapped in a tight embrace then a pair of soft pink lips forced his mouth open with ridiculous ease.

Over Scott’s shoulder Eina stared at Alexis with a piercing gaze. This was her idiot. She should go get her own.

Alexis glowered hatefully at the Amazon. “What do you think you’re doing...?”

Eina pulled back then smirked. “I wonder.”

Scott coughed a little to try and distract the girls from their hateful stares, but he might as well have been invisible at this point. They ignored him completely for the moment, but that changed quickly.

Alexis stood up grabbed Scott’s face in both hands then kissed him hotly on the mouth. She stared at Eina while she did so.

The blond Amazon’s expression shifted into an angry scowl then into an ice-like mask. “So, that’s how it is...” Left unsaid was the implied word, bitch.

Alexis released Scott then smiled at Eina. “What do you mean? Can’t I lovingly kiss my boyfriend whenever I like?”

Eina’s ice-mask did not crack but a brief quiver of her left eyebrow showed that the verbal shot had been fired and received. “You call that a kiss? I’ve seen fish suck the bottom of an aquarium with greater skill.”

The huntress snorted then kissed Scott, again. This time she ran her fingers through his hair and pressed her body against his. However, her gaze never left Eina’s face.

The Amazon’s mask did crack a little after seeing that but her calm demeanor returned and she casually said to Scott, “When you’re done playing with your fat slut, I’ll be naked in my room. We can discuss the same thing we discussed last time.”

Scott’s eyes widened. Was she really saying that?

“N-naked? Why would he....? You’re not one of his crystallim...!” snapped Alexis. What was up with the strange vibe between them?

Eina twisted her head from side to side, and then made her best attempt at a seductive pose. She crossed one leg over then other and then placed a finger to her lips. “Didn’t you know? He’s trained hard because he wants to be worthy of me someday.”

Alexis froze up upon hearing that. She blinked twice then said, “That’s a lie...”

“No... He has to earn five hundred gold credits and prove he is worthy of being my master before he can claim me.”

Alexis pulled Scott closer and buried his face in her chest in the process. She did not bother to ask him if that was true or not. He did not matter at the moment, after all. She snorted derisively then asked, “Why would he go through all that trouble for you?”

Eina smiled sweetly. “Maybe he isn’t into...” She moved her leg to the side and cocked her hips to the left and raised her right hand upward in a casual movement. “...Easy girls.”

The huntress’ glared at the amazon. It was obvious what she had meant by that little jibe.

Alexis started to tell her a thing or two, but Scott started slapping at her back while making strange noises. She released him from her death grip slightly and he immediately pulled his head out of her amazing cleavage.

Scott panted heavily and looked around wild eyed. “N-needed... air...”

Back in the present...

Ginger giggled softly and clutched at the sheets. She occasionally said a word at random while she shook her head. Her body had given out long ago, but her insatiable mistress had just kept pounding away. Now, the Cat Girl was a little out of sorts.

Alexis had switched out and began to work her magic on Arika. The beautiful Gung-Hopper clutched at her mistress’s thighs while she slowly bobbed her head back and forth. She had been made to suck on the vibrating strap-on that her mistress wore.

The huntress held the girl tightly to her while she slowly caressed her slit with her tongue. She stood boldly in the room while her Crystallim playmate made sweet little moans and cries.

The Gung-Hopper suckled at the powered penis and silently wondered what was going on. She loved the pleasures that life had to offer, but it would have been nice to know what was going on.

In the mind of the huntress, however, it was not Arika who was sucking on her powered penis. The girl in her mind’s eye was a slutty blond amazon who needed to know her place.

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Scott cried out in surprise as he flew through the air. He landed in the hallway in a crumpled heap. His face was oriented toward the door he had just been thrown out of, but so were his feet. He looked up at Eina with his ass in the air.

“Who told you that you should come in here?” asked Eina loudly.

“You did...” he said.

She glared at him then snorted. “Like I would ever ask you to come here...”

Scott was pretty sure she had asked him to come see her later. She was even naked again.

Eina slammed her door. Scott remained in his bizarre position for a moment then rolled over. It had been a strange day indeed.

He wiggled around until he could return to his feet. Scott dusted himself off then laughed a little. He knew full well that she had only mentioned coming to see her as a way to take a shot at Alexis. Still, he had followed through with it just to see what she would do. The Amazon might toss him around and yell, but he’d bet anything that underneath her angry scowl, she hid a bright smile.

Scott considered his options then decided to head over to check on his team. The Black Widow that he had bonded with earlier was still stabilizing so he could not really check her status. He suspected that she would be F-Rank, but who knew. She was a powerful Crystallim, as evidenced by the difficulties that Pirouette had faced.

Speaking of Pirouette, Scott happened to pass her office and noticed that her door was open. He found that strange since she was practically a religious zealot when it came to her personal security. He walked into her office and then peered through the open door that led to her private chambers. He could not help but smile when he saw what had distracted her.

Shaia moaned loudly as Pirouette slowly massaged her hanging breasts. Flora had suspended the Caesg from the ceiling using her vines and now held her there while the Dark Elf caressed the blushing mermaid.

“A-are you sure this will help me?” asked Shaia in an embarrassed tone.

“Absolutely. You want to be able to do things like this with Scott, right.”

Shaia blushed even more furiously. “Maybe not to this extent, but... yes.”

Scott was sorely tempted to interrupt them and join in, but he chose a different option. He quietly walked away. The girls needed time to just be together. It was not always about his penis, sometimes it was about them becoming closer as a team.

Instead, he chose to head to his own quarters. He had some studying to do. Once in his room, he settled in for a while and started to check the Global Network to see what he could discover.

He was a little disappointed that they could not return to the dungeon for a while. It had been a true blessing to even be allowed to visit there during his ninety-day trial period. Now he had to wait until that period lapsed before he could receive complete hunter status and he would be able to visit such places whenever he wanted.

What he could do at the moment was take on simple missions. Scott chose to look through the official mission roster for missions cited as available to rookie hunters. Only people within their ninety day period could take those jobs officially.

He winced when he read through the first few jobs. He needed to earn accreditation for completing missions during his trial period, but most of what he saw onscreen was simple package delivery missions. He wanted to find a combat mission.

It took a few minutes but he did find one suitable mission. “Heck yeah, a C-Rank rookie hunter requested!”

He read through the mission briefing then quickly accepted it. “Hot damn, we got us a job!”

Scott was thoroughly excited now. His new mission was a thirty day patrol mission outside of Mesa-III, a small town in the grasslands area to the west. There was a few days left before he had to head out, which gave him plenty of time to train his girls a bit and outfit his new Black Widow team mate.

Thinking of his new girl made him think of Alexis’ new girl as well. Arika had been a fairly strong battler, if a bit headstrong. What had she been called? He thought about it for a moment then his eyes lit up. “Yes, she was a Gung-Hopper... Why did they name her that?” It seemed like an odd name for a Crystallim breed, but there had to be a reason for it.

Scott decided to check her breed entry to see if there was a clue.

<<< Breed Entry >>>

Breed Name: Gung-hopper

Family: Warrior

Type: Vitality

Habitat: Forest/mountains

Appearance: Humanoid I

Base Stats

V. Force:15-35

Attack: 6-14 | Defense: 5-9

Strength: 6-8 | Agility: 3-6 | Vitality: 3-7 | Intellect: 1-4 | Resonance: 2-5

Tier: 1

Specialty Attacks

Concentration

Overpower

Synchronization Gifts

Vitality Manipulation Increase

Vitality-Up+

Bio

The Gung-Hopper Crystallim is a basic vitality type breed who follows a classical warrior archetype. In pursuit of strength, they dedicate themselves to training in various forms. The type of training heavily affects their evolutionary path potentials. The Gung-Hopper continually seeks to test her strength. The breed as a whole will dedicate themselves to someone who can prove themselves to be a stronger warrior. They do this in order to learn the secrets of their strength.

This breed of Crystallim resemble humans to a high degree. Without a scanning device or specialized skill for detecting vital resonance, it would be difficult to distinguish a member of this breed from a powerful human soldier or hunter. Their human appearance easily allows them to interact with humans in an urban environment.

A Gung-Hopper suffering under Nightmare status will invariably seek out the strongest fighter in the area in order to challenge them. Their desire for strength is their only goal and signs of weakness are likely to cause them to turn away in disgust or indifference.

These Crystallim possess a shy or humble demeanor in general. However, they also possess a high level of curiosity toward certain physical pleasures such as alcohol or morale boosting sessions with their chosen master. The list of their desired pleasures is far too exhausting for a simple breed entry. This breed and the entire breed line have a tendency to focus on developing strength, but also living in the moment and enjoying the best that life has to offer.

Gung-hoppers have youthful personalities due to the fact that most members of the breed have immature minds. This breed is highly vulnerable to psychic attack and will fall prey to emotional trauma easily without proper support. A Gung-Hopper who has undergone an intense emotional trauma will not be able to evolve further along the standard breed line. They will overcome their trauma and move down the celestial path, be overwhelmed by their emotional scars and become docile, or they will become twisted and dark creatures who move down the infernal path.

Due in part to their youthful personalities, members of this breed are known to frequently portray themselves as servants of justice. They have a tendency to leap into a conflict without grasping the entire spectrum of reasons for the scenario to play out as it has until that point. Many hunters, breeders, and assorted pet owners have noted that this personality quirk will frequently lead to embarrassing and awkward situations. It is suggested that a devoted master should consider holding money aside for the possibility of legal action in case an injured party sues for damages, if typical Crystallim ownership liability insurance has not been purchased.

Despite the fact that this Crystallim breed is tier 1, they are known to be capable of super human feats of strength. They have a basic, ingrained, knowledge of human created martial arts. Even their most basic attacks can break Galataean hardwood materials or shatter high-grade nano-crete without the risk of injury.

Original annotation provided by Crystallim researcher: Dr. Falcon Andreas

After he read through the listing he blinked. He re-read the last bit once more then he groaned. “Well, that explains it. Dr. Falcon... That old pervert is still alive?”

Scott laughed to himself a little, Dr. Falcon Andreas was one of the best known researchers in the region, but he was also a master pervert who was the self-proclaimed true authority on morale boosting. He looked older than he really was due to his hard-living lifestyle, so people often referred to him as That Old Man.

Scott shut down the information window then thought about what else he could do. He had already traded off his acquired Kobolds earlier. After paying up three months’ worth of his debt to the institute, taxes to the government, and replenishing his used items, he had cleared a little over three gold credits. It was a considerable haul for the work of a single day.

He realized one thing that he did need to do before heading to bed for the night. He logged his activities for the day. He did not want to miss out on his dawn report for tomorrow. He suspected that it would reflect fairly well and in his favor.