Maid-Squire Varrot

Author's Note: Finally! A new chapter! I feel since I started this that I've lost some of what Varrot's really like. I hope to pull some of that back in over the next several chapters. Sure, I've never taken this too seriously because it's just fanfic and not real writing that has a meaningful impact on the IP, but these stories always mean a lot more if you play with the characters as they're known. That said, I've never played Skies of Arcadia, so these characters will be treated for the characters I know them as.
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"Do you know what this means?" Faldio yammered. His exuberance outstripped his common sense, a minor issue if not for the sensitive topic for which he held such passion.

"Get. Out." Varrot said, cold and blunt.

"Maid-Squire Varrot, you can't ignore your duty," he continued without pause. "The theories were correct. Over countless generations, the Valkyrur must have gained their tremendous power through exposure to ragnite. You're living proof!"

"I said get out," she repeated, darker than the last.

"That's enough lieutenant, visiting hours are over," Mina and Gina, two of blonde triplets, pushed the higher authority to the tent's entrance.

"Think of what this could mean for the war! If we conducted a formal study, we could-"

"The only study she needs is a medical exam. Now out! You're upsetting our patient." One sharp shove from the twins had Faldio out of the tent, the dark green flaps of the entrance stilling as the medics turned back toward the examination table. "Tch, men. Fina, have you learned anything?"

The white sheet's silhouette cast a picture of the maid-squire laid back, coming into full view as Fina rushed the sheet sideways on its rails. Sisters to her sides, Fina watched the ragnite ore in her hands fade into a dull blue rock. "I don't understand what's happening to our ragnaid. It loses its glow when I put it near her, and each time, her body reacts by showing more... umm... 'excitement'."

"Did you have to mention that?" The way Fina prettied up the observation did nothing to assuage Varrot of the embarrassment that came with it. Her nipples faintly glowed pink in their peaking state, her like-lit sex drenched in burning arousal. She fought not to humiliate herself further by relieving the tension that built, tortured by the eyes of the triplets watching her every move as they examined every inch of her meek frame.

"Sorry... but we can't help you without a full diagnosis," Mina said. "Can you think of anything different or unusual that might have happened to you in the past few months?"

That question had so many answers, a list's worth. Her entire routine as the Maid-Squire of Squad 7 came loaded with oddities, Jann's alone certain to give her a few complexes. The ones Mina meant shrank her answer down to a few choice pieces, and she gave them freely.

"A couple months ago, Cherry, Ramona and Audrey gave me a make-over using some new ragnite cosmetics. It left me...," she struggled, " 'excited' for some time. Ragnite ore lost its effectiveness around me in later weeks, and troops of Squad 7 began to show heightened levels of interest in me."

"I don't blame them, with a body like that I bet you would do a great job cleaning my p-," Gina blushed as she caught herself, tacking on, "...pantry. Heh."

"Like that," Varrot sighed.

Fina nodded. "I see. This is just a guess... did the make-over include blonde hair with pink highlights?" The medic marked it down on paper as Varrot confirmed her suspicions, jumping to her most recent body measurements. "This might be a little touchy... how about your body? Any changes in height? Weight?"

The former captain's eyes naturally fell to her chest, the enlarged pair bearing a youthful sag. The uncanny valley between them had blossomed in the passing weeks, and the confusion of a tighter bust-line faded as she suddenly realized its true cause. Hefting one in hand, she felt it spill around her fingers and looked up to the medic. "No changes."

"No.. changes...," Gina scrawled that bit of medical history on Varrot's file while Mina removed a stethoscope from their pack of supplies. As Fina caught it, she set the ear pieces in place. Her hot breath warmed the steth pad, and a light tap test confirmed its quality state. "Okay, this might be a little cold."

"Hey! Some of the guys told me you three were in here. And look what I brought."

"Aika, no!" The words left Mina's mouth right as the redhead burst through the med tent entrance, a familiar eye-patched shocktrooper in tow. The box in Vyse's arms took a backseat to the intrusion on their patient's privacy... until its contents registered with Mina. A faint glance at Varrot's climbing arousal and the medic rushed over. "Get out of here! We'll come for the supplies later."

"Huh? I thought you wanted us to bring them here." Aika's head cocked sideways, her pulled-back pigtails bouncing.

A light shrug from Vyse marked his unaware confusion as he carried the supplies further in. "Don't be ridiculous. I'll set these down over here. No sense taking this box with me when I'm already here."

"Don't! Our patient, she's-"

A groan passed free from Varrot's lips, her body pulsing with the drain of ragnite ore within Vyse's delivery. The heat... it rose and waved off her slender, busty form as her wetness dripped off the edge of her med table. It called to her, temptation swelling her sex to a determined pink glow. The barrier of civility burst, and in the rush of sensations, her fingers dove between her legs. Deeper, a quick jerk inside and she felt pleasure echo from within to the outer flesh. Her eyes shifted color, pink as the highlights shining in the sudden change from black to blonde hair. A pulse of energy rippled within the tent and faded at its edges, the faces of the medics and their friends contorting as passion overtook their bodies.

"Ooooh... Elle, has anyone ever told you that you have the cutest little pussy? Here, let me take your pulse." Fina dropped to a knee, tugging braces from under Varrot's exam table. She worked with whiplash speed, erecting the pillars of metal and strapping the woman spread-eagle. Her patient's sex on display before her, Fina pressed the steth pad to one side and relished the cold shiver Varrot gave, washing in the scent while Varrot fingered herself into a frenzy.

"Mmm, yes," Fina nodded in playful pretend. "Oh, what's this? How odd. I'll have to ask you to take your fingers out and let me have a closer look." As her worked-up patient complied, Fina parted her nether lips, producing a light rod that expectedly dimmed into nothing as its ragnite glow died out.

Despite the setback, she beamed, the brief glimpse more than enough to satisfy her sight. "Oh, it's like a glistening mine in there! How beautiful! And how sad. It's clear you have ragnite poisoning. Don't worry, I'm a trained medic. I can suck it right out of you. Now hold still while I -- hey!!"

A harsh push aside sent Fina rolling on the floor, back against her sister's feet. Once stable, she looked up to see her good friend settled in her place.

"I've got this one, Fina!" Aika cheerily announced. "I gotta practice these skills some time."

"How dare you get in the way of patient-medic relations! It's a sacred pact. I can't let just anyone get between me and my patient, no matter how sexy they are."

"You don't even have the right equipment," as if to tease her friend, Aika raised her goggles off her forehead and tugged them down, sealing them in place over her eyes. "How about you go play doctor with your sisters and let a real woman take care of your patient?"

"How could you even suggest something like that?! My sisters and I are--"

All her blinding fury that had actually managed to eclipse her good heart dropped away as she heard the ruffling and shifting of clothes behind her. Her sister's body warmth on the medic jacket that fell over her head brought a twang of excitement, her head falling back to the ground as her sister spread her legs. Slipping the jacket off her face, Fina found herself peering into Mina's puffy, exposed mound as a drop of arousal splattered on her forehead. Wiping it off and licking her finger clean, she had but one train of thought that jumped tracks to a much better destination.

"You're absolutely right! Thanks Aika."

"S'alright. Have fun girls! Vyse, baby, c'mere." Something about Varrot's bundled restraint on a thread at the promise of someone else pleasing her made Aika all the more excited, unbelting and dropping her pants right as Vyse did the same. Her hands clamped down on the maid-squire's thighs as she pulled back and reared up, presenting herself to her man.

"You want me to go in there? I don't know, might be dangerous," Vyse said.

"Shut up and get in there," Aika waved her rump invitingly, lips wet and ready for entry. "Bang bang baby! You can hold on to my pigtails if it'll help you stop being a wuss."

His hands gripped the handles of red hair Aika offered him, and in that moment everything clicked into place. A light jerk back to his girl's head pulled her onto his mounting erection, a shiver running through him precisely as Aika's tongue sent one through Varrot. Full-body steering, the scout dipping and rising under her captain's command. With Aika's nose buried between Varrot's folds, earrings dangling wild, Vyse pumped himself hard into the girl and savored the groan of her motor mouth into her personal muffler.

All while Aika divebombed their patient's sex, the triplets painstakingly played their roles.

"Ehehe, oh Mina, you always know the perfect cure," Fina giggled and gasped as she felt her sister's fingers prod within, her thighs squeezing around the digits in a bid to withstand the pleasant assault.

"What kind of sister would I be if I didn't know everything about you?" Mina grinned, free hand teasing her sopping loins. "Gina, status report!"

"Her heart definitely beats faster during sex, but this stethoscope might be busted. I need to take a closer listen to confirm." Setting the object aside, she straddled her sister and pressed ear to chest, the rapid thump setting a frenzied pace at another thrust of Mina's finger. Hot, lingering breath pooled from her sister's lungs, the sound of Mina wrapping her legs around one of Fina's and sliding along its length briefly ignored to focus on the opportunity resting beneath her cunt. Closing in on Fina's thin, gentle lips, a delighted smirk painted on Gina's as a fun idea came to her.

"Our sister's having trouble breathing! Lucky for us that I learned a little CPR during training. Lie still."

Her hands cupped her sister's bosom, kneading softly as she blew a wisp of blonde hair out of Fina's face. A dive of desperation brought Gina's lips to lock and wrestle while her tongue slipped between, teasing while she tweaked the aureoles of Fina's light pink nipples. The grunts of her sisters became a type of lovemaking tune, Fina's moans tingling her lips. With her sex grinding against her sister's smooth stomach, Gina moved a solitary hand around back Fina's head and sifted through the downy strands of blonde hair.

"There now, don't you feel better sis?" Leaning in, their noses touched at the tips as Mina quivered and came.

"Ah, what would I do without you two?" Fina sighed.

"Marry some loser who wouldn't know the first thing about you?" Gina's finger traced one of Fina's jutting nubs as she sat up, eliciting a light, chirpy moan. "Say, that's an idea. Why don't we all go get married?"

"You can't be serious!" Fina protested. "What would everyone say?"

"Who cares? They don't have the bond we do. We're sisters! We've always shared everything, it's about time we shared each others' lives."

Uncertainty clouded her judgment, and her eyes moved to her remaining sister for guidance. "Umm.. sis? What do you think?"

Beaming, Mina left a trail in her slide up Fina's body, nestling into a tight snuggle with her dear twins. Together at last, bodies glistening with a sheen of sweat and sex, she gave her simple answer between whimpers. "No secrets between the sheets."

"See? Isn't this better than letting a few little girls play doctor with you?" Amid the sibling play, Aika lapped between Varrot's kinky blonde, glowing tuft to reach the treat before her. "Who knows what crazy things they would've done with you. They sound happy enough now that they know they can play with themselves."

"Hey! We're professionals. We've had years more training than you," Mina protested.

"I don't care how much training you've had, you're still-" one unplanned burst of motion, and Aika found her body pitching forward, face mashing into the wetness of the maid-squire's vibrant loins. Her sight blurred in pulling away, goggles coated in a layer of Varrot's slick arousal that dripped to the edges and down her cheek. "Vyse! Give me a little warning before you send me into a muff-dive. I'm a woman, not an airship."

"Quit bein' fussy and make room, Aika!" The apparent girth of Vyse's member impressed its true size, at once silencing the girl's complaints with a sound forward thrust that plunged his shaft deeper between her folds. He witnessed his long-time ally bury her mouth into Varrot's groin and cry in ecstacy, the maid-squire emptily consumed in lust-haze.

That one outburst gave the last inkling of sensation to push Varrot over the edge. Ripples of pleasure cycled through her, and in a huge orgasmic quake, her body returned such kindness as she came. Her juices flowed out on the redhead's face and messed into her hair, Varrot's ragnite glow fading as she slipped unconscious.

Vyse's firm hand-hold ensured control as he reared Aika's head back.

"Stop being so reckless," Aika complained.

"You know you like it." His cocky grin contrasted to his partner's blush.

Aika's expression whipped up in a storm of odd thoughts, clashing anger and excitement as her secret yearnings hijacked her slowly gaining sense of self. She was Vyse's ship, his to pilot as he pleased through thick and thin. Her face weathered the flow of arousal in her path and turned how he tugged her pigtails, pressure building as his stick shift primed her to a new gear. Yet taken to her highest, soaring in the clouds of her climax, she felt the pressure burst within her red, wet snatch. She drooped and moaned in orgasm, her man riding her to the last. As she held herself steady for his needs, his call of triumph filled her with a surge of vigor to pump back in his final thrusts.

"Yeeeeeeeeehaw!" Vyse shouted clear across the tent. His seed flew as his cock spasmed, each of ten shots firing deep into his partner's womb. He pulled out, zipping up as his member shrank to fit. The beauty he'd commandeered stood tall, Vyse's seed dribbling from her loins as she turned and scooped a finger-ful.

"Hehe, and I get to walk away with the treasure." Her mouth wrapped around the digit as she sucked it clean, stepping forward while her hands trailed back down to his pants. "Vyse, baby, how about I treat my captain to a complimentary-" Licking her lips, she peered down at what laid in wait for her within his Gallian issue pants... until the unbridled passion sent out by Varrot rolled back inside her. Her sexual hunger waned to indifference, her mind coming back into focus with her eyes set on what she once took to be a coveted, hidden treasure. The self-sure grin still clear as day on Vyse's face, her hand flew when natural instinct took hold.

"OW!" Vyse rubbed the red mark of Aika's slap. "What was that for?"

"What do you think?" Aika scoffed, in seconds outfitted for her duties and rushing out the tent with Vyse on her heels.

Fina peered to Varrot, eyes drifting to her sisters in her arms. The shroud of lust diminished to a clearer view, she thought through her words and drew her siblings close. "My it's hot in here. So hot I can barely breathe."

"Already? Give a girl a break." Gina bemoaned. "Too bad we're too old to keep playing these kind of games."

"Who says? I haven't had this much fun since we were kids."

Fina gasped at the suggestion. "Mina! Won't it hurt our image as licensed medics if people see us"

"Playing together?" Gina finished. "Let them treat us like little girls, we'll get to spend more time together. How about it? Ready for some CPR?"

It wasn't like she needed to wait for Fina to give her answer for her to know it; they were, after all, sisters by blood and beyond. She crawled on top of her prone patient and pressed a hand to Fina's chest, eager to explore the final frontier of secrets that her fiancee had to show.

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Story codes: M/F, M/F/F, F/F/F, Inc, Oral, semi-MC, Other (transformation, role play, hair steering)