Alternate Truth

Author's Note: I started this, originally, back when the collector's edition of the game released. I have a lot of fics in half-done states. I intend for this fic to have three chapters. The last one is done save for editing, but I won't post it until the second chapter is finished. Extra note, I realize the content in this chapter is highly unappealing to a lot of people. The second chapter swings the opposite way and is planned to be more in line with what most people would likely want to see. To avoid getting hopes up, that doesn't mean Taokaka, as much as I know you BB fans love her to death.

"I am Lieutenant Noel Vermillion, NOL Praetorian Guard, Fourth Division! Put down your weapons and... huh?"

She rushed to action when she heard the shrill cry for help. Training at the Academy was a whole different beast from resolving conflicts and completing missions for real; that much she learned during her first fight in Kagutsuchi, with a former classmate no less. Running in with her guns at the ready, she expected to find some hulking muscled man, a dexterous young woman or even Ragna the Bloodedge himself assaulting some poor innocent. So it was that when she arrived at the scene to find a little girl shrieking at a strange three-holed mask on the ground, Noel stood there scratching her head with the tip of her gun in confusion.

"I don't understand. What harm is there in a little -- uugah!" Something blunt, strong, foreign smashed into her gut with enough force to make fly through the air and smack against one of the lower level's support beams. Two black energy rings appeared around her, spinning circular, red arcane runes glowing along them. She held her stomach as she stood, composing herself and looking up at what hit her to see...

"What is that thing?!" It looked grotesque. Some weird... black... thing. Sort of standing there, or was that really standing? Maybe it was sitting down? Lying on its side? She couldn't even figure out that much, but she knew it dripped and wriggled in front of her like raw sewage brought to life. That could be exactly what it was, some creepy puppet monster controlled with an Armagus sort of like what Carl used.

She pointed her trusty Bolverkr revolvers at the mask part. "Y-you, stay back! That's an order!"

She wondered if her hands should be shaking or if all her time at the Academy was enough to train that kind of anxiety out of her, a question answered when the creature sent forth the one thing she hated most in buzzing swarms. "B-B-B-BUGS?! Eeeww, they're so squirmy and... and... s-stay away! Don't come any closer or I'll be forced to shoot."

The creature talked in weird lines of gibberish where tiny traces of speech barely made sense. Attempts to decipher anything other than something about an Azure and a little boy failed, and in that moment, Noel found herself wishing she had paid more attention in classes specifically meant to teach students how to handle these kind of problems.

But then, she was never very good with diplomacy in the first place, and her infamous blunders at the Academy hardly mattered. She compensated for her lack of smarts with bare instinct, and this time it served her well when she saw the horde of bees flying at her.

Her guns blazed ahead, bullets and blasts decimating wave after wave that came at her from in front. The rotation of both cursed energy rings helped the bees home in on her, that much she knew. It felt like she was on the verge of discovering how to counter its effect when the swarm ahead died out, their sound emerging from behind. Before she could turn...

"Ah... ah... aahaaaaaah!" She squealed and went manic, her phobia taking control at a fevered pitch when she felt the back of her skirt blow outward.

A brief panty shot to nearby citizens normally would have sent her running in shame, if she weren't overcome with jitters. She spun, dropping Bolverkr to the ground as her hands slapped in every place she could feel the invasion creep inside her clothes. The shy, exasperated blush on her cheeks spread with their movements. Every successful swat of one bug returned with a rise of two more. A bump under her armpit. A lump near a nipple. Three crawling around inside her panties. She clutched and twisted the cloth of her skirt as she lost composure and admitted defeat when the disgusting little things discovered her weak point.

"Eheh. Teehee. Ohhh.. ahahahaha!"

She had a ticklish vagina.

"No! I don't want you to!" Her hands worked deftly, ripping at her clothes with little thought to consequence. Her panties and large swaths of cloth tore away easily, exposing the mass that grossly covered her breasts and loins as seen through fresh holes in her ragged uniform. Concentrating all her energy within herself, she fought against the indignity of the bees' tiny limbs stroking her soft flesh and released a barrier burst that knocked every last one off. As she grabbed her guns and stood in a subconsciously directed haughty, ass-suggestive pose over the dying gob, a strong breeze on her small skirt brought with it the slow, frightening realization of her current state.

"Ahhhh! What am I doing!? I can't let people see me like this! What would NOL headquarters think if someone took a picture. I need to hurry and-"

Her eyes shot open, paralyzed head to toe as soon as the creature's filthy slime made direct contact. It hadn't once crossed her mind that this monster might be sentient enough to learn a thing or two of its own about what it fought, but the evidence of just such an ability proved conclusive. She stood there, stock still, suppressing an insane fit of giggles as the creature slid inside her pussy like a liquid eel. She had no escape plan for this tactic, not after she wasted all her barrier energy to shake off the assaulting insects. Defenseless, Noel could do nothing but once again lose all the professionalism instilled in her through training, clutching at her stomach and bending over as it filled her.

Her body was a warzone, and in one move, the monster had sealed its occupation of her womb.

"Haha... hahaha... s-s-stop! STOP IT! This is so... AHAHAHA.... gross!" She shivered in a mix of disgust, and, to her horror, pleasure. Whatever it was, this sentient being, it knew how to toy with its enemies. It knew all the perfect places to swell up and swipe to make her go into another giggling fit, rendering her frazzled brain completely useless.

"Get out! I, Lieutenant Noel Ver... Ver.... AHHH," her hips thrust forward in natural reaction to what felt like a... a bone? Forcing its way deeper into her butt? The life drained from her face. She wriggled uncomfortably. Her frantic squeals settled into an eerie, squeamish calm. "Hey... that doesn't belong there..."

The stench, that godawful stench, a concentration of every foul thing she ever crossed, overtook her formerly fragrant body while swarms of flies flitted about on her back and through her hair. She felt sick enough with this slime staining her with its gross nature, but as she lost the strength to maintain her stand, a glance around her showed the situation had turned much, much worse than she thought.

A crowd had gathered. People from all around looked on as she squirmed and bucked, a public spectacle of indecency that managed to offend every sense. Among the many gossipy whispers and hushed tones, the banter of one couple from Kagutsuchi's upper levels stood out from the rest.

"Eww, boys shouldn't be doing that in the street," one woman said.

"That's a girl," a man calmly informed.

"THAT'S a girl? Don't people down here teach women how to take care of their bodies and behave in polite society?"

"We're in the seedy part of Kagutsuchi, men and women in this area have a much different idea of what 'polite' means."

"Hmph. Let's hurry to dinner before this filthy little girl ruins my appetite."

"Wait! I'm... ha... an officer of... AAHAHAHA," Noel fought to breathe between her nearly insane giggles. "I can't... can't stop... laughing."

"See? She's not sick, she thinks this is funny," a new voice claimed.

"No! That's not it at all! I'm-"

She paused as she had a chance to think through what she almost said. She was a wreck of nerves, trembling in a sweaty, slimy pile before the eyes of Kagutsuchi's citizenry. Telling these people about her position as an officer of NOL would have been a mistake. The moment she tied this moment to her duties, the institution would undoubtedly react harshly to her shaming its good name on the streets... regardless of the cause.

Without aid, her sex-swamped mind came up with a solution that embarrassed as much as excited her. Her poor virgin loins were ticklish to the touch, but if she took action... if SHE took control...

"Unh!" she jolted up as she plunged a finger into her sopping, defiled slit. It worked; her laughter cut out, ragged groans replacing them as she huffed and pistoned herself before the crowd. Arakune's black slime and her own clear fluids leaked out together. She could hear the monster's protests through the wall of her womb, a wondrous sound to her ears as she smiled her impending victory.

"Ha! This is what happens when you mess with Noel Vermillion!" She ground her ass against the back of her legs and groped the tiny mold of one tit, impervious to the remarks of her onlookers. It was too surreal to be real, a well-trained agent reduced to masturbating in open sight. Her reasoning slipped with rising hormones, the craving for release unbearable. Her thoughts ran rampant with her quest to exorcize the accursed thing inside her. Her wearied pussy sent a tingle and patches of pink arousal over her light skin from groin to navel.

She descended to directly humping her fingers, crying out ecstasy as she reached the peak of orgasmic bliss... and came back to her senses on her way down from her high. "Oooooh! That was the best... the best..." she blinked. "HUH?!"

It was this moment that at last she could replay, in her head, the instinctive movements she took to sate growing lust. She whipped her gaze about at the people, so very many people, all looking at the weird naked girl in the street putting on a depraved little show for them. Her tiny nipples poked out the size of pen caps, her sweat mingling with the sludge that trickled out of her tired loins. She was so dirty. So... Soo...

"Eek!" she shrieked. "This is so disgusting! Why did I do that?"

"Why do you think?" some smartass said.

A wild blush of red ran as far down from her forehead as the top of her chest. Too frantic and confused to cry, she kept one arm across her breasts while her other hand cupped her leaking pussy. Wobbling to her feet, she uneasily made her way toward Bolverkr, stooping to take hold of her guns. They were within reach when she felt 'it' grate further inside her.

"Ahh!" Her hands moved to clench her firm, full buttocks as she doubled over. "I-I beat you! I know I- waah!"

Noel winced. The sludge that was Arakune came rushing out in a torrent while she laid there with her rump raised high for all to see. She was a fountain, the gross monster retaking some semblance of a shape, and she could only lie there in exhaustion. None of what it said made sense, yet the intent to its tone was all too clear.

"Please... please just go away...." she pleaded as the unwitting crowd fled in terror. She could sense its will, the creature's hunger impressing upon her the danger of being consumed. It wanted to devour her, make her part of itself, add her substance to the repugnant slop. She closed her eyes, dreading her tragic fate.

"Y u r eak. ill no waste time w t ou."

Was she going insane? She could understand some of the gibberish it spouted, made clearer when the object prodding her anus pulled out and the creature started dragging her by the two red tassels attached to her armlets.

"I'm... too weak?!" The creature never gave her a direct answer, and she didn't need one. It wrapped her tassels around her legs, forcibly spreading them apart as the red lines went up to bind her arms together behind her back. The coup de grace came when, with all these cords slung together as a network of bondage, the creature hoisted her to the nearest street lamp and slipped her bindings onto the horizontal bar.

Dazed and blurred, Noel caught up to speed with what had happened, staring down at the street below. She watched this creature, this black sludge roll away, leaving her to hang in public view. The true shame of it all suddenly dawned on her as a cool breeze rolled over her naked flesh.

"Hey, you can't leave me here!" By the time she called out, it was too late. There she dangled, sweat dripping off her chin, the mix of sex and sludge leaking from her ravaged cunt. Rays from the setting sun streamed across every detail as the streetlight flickered on, illuminating her failure.

"Awwhh. I messed up. I failed my mission, I humiliated myself in front of everyone, and.. and..." she sniffled, "and I smell. This couldn't get any-"

She blinked. Before she had a chance to finish her sentence, she saw them. She felt them. Flitting over the street lamp. Buzzing in her ear. Crawling around the sensitive pink folds of her nether lips and her tight, clenched anus. She twisted wildly in the cords, her shrill cry echoing down the lower level alleys.

"AAAHHH!! BUUUUUGS! I HATE BUGS!"