Chrono Trigger - To Far Away Times

With a grunt, the soldier on top of her emptied himself all over her crotch, her tight cunt simply unable to hold any
more.

"Ahhh!" Marle cried with intense relief, feeling something
wonderful sweep through her. "This must be it..." she thought,
referring to her impending orgasm. Suddenly, she felt as if she was
flying, the only part of her body with any sensation was the four
inches of her pulsating vagina.

By the time it was over, her lover had already disengaged, and she
was desperately trying to catch her breath. Marle was so lost in the
afterglow, when the next soldier cuddled up to her and pointed his
member towards her juicy snatch, she could only open her legs wider to
allow him easier access.

***

Lucca, however, was still locked in her woeful mindset, not knowing
her lovely body was calling out to the soldiers to be released by a
mind-blowing orgasm. After watching the Captain blow his seed in the
blond beauty on the other side of the room, a few soldiers decided not
to wait. Three of them had descended on her frightened form, tearing
off her vest and shirt while she cried softly, feebly trying to force
their invading hands off her.

After undoing her shackles and lowering their new prize to a seated
position on the ground, Lucca stopped struggling and relaxed as one of
them spread her legs. Her purple hair parted way, revealing an
already-glistening slit. "So, got wet watching your little friend get
stuffed, did ya?" teased her captor. "Well, you're next!" With that, he
shoved a wiggling finger into her dripping passage.

"Unnngh!" she cried suddenly, snapping her head forward to see what
was going on. Although she and Crono had done it literally hundreds of
times, she couldn't recall him ever fingering her. It wasn't entirely
unpeasant, but she had to remember what was really happening to her.

"No..." she said unconvincingly, trying to keep from panting as he
violated her.

"No?" came a voice from her side. She turned her head to look, and
another soldier immediately shoved his tongue into her mouth. Lucca
tried to mumble a faint response, but was silenced as her lips
intertwined with his automatically. Another man began rubbing her small
mounds with both hands, kneading them dilligently as her pulse
quickened.

Sg hig his victim was losing her will, the one at her pussy took
his hand out of her and quickly undressed, tossing all but his helmet
to the side. Then he rolled her over on her side, snuggling up close
for what Lucca knew would come next. The other men holding her broke
off and began disrobing as well as she felt the stiff penis beside her
poke at her folds. Using one hand to grab her behind and pull her onto
his shaft, he unmasked himself with the other. To her horror, it was
the sergeant who had discovered her in the forest. Gasping, she could
do nothing as he placed both his hands on her tiny butt, pulling her
closer to him until the head of his penis pierced her tight labia,
allowing the entire monster to sink inside with relative ease.

Lucca moaned heavily as his meat filled her tummy, bringing the
all-to-familiar feelings back to her gaping hole. "I'm sorry, Crono..."
she thought, ashamed at feeling any pleasure from being raped. The two
hands massaging her butt were soon joined by two more wandering palms
which came up from behind her and squeezed her nipples gently, while
the man manipulating them let his shaft slap playfully on her
buttcheeks.

"No..." she protested halfheartedly to her new assailant. "Not in
there... I've never done it in... mmmph!" Her words were silenced by a
third soldier who had kneeled down by her face and was slowly feeding
his member into her mouth. Her eyes nearly exploded out of her head as
she frantically tried to learn how to deep throat him before she
choked.

While she was distracted, the guard behind her seized his
opportunity. Spreading her smooth butt apart, he lined his cock up to
her puckered hole and slammed into her unsuspecting body, prompting
another round of sobs from the girl as her last remaining virginity was
taken from her. The pain was momentary, fortunately, and in no time she
was bobbing her head and bucking her hips back and forth while she rode
the three shafts, unable and unwilling to do anything else.

***

The fuckfest continued for hours, the group of soldiers resting
between their conquests before the sight of these poor girls in the
throes of orgasm compelled them to have another go. Since the guards
doing the princess didn't want to waste a precious load in anywhere but
her rosy pussy, Marle got to take her time, rocking gently as each man
fucked her, climaxing herself on every third or fourth cock. She didn't
seem to mind at all pausing as her gaping tunnel openly invited another
man to fill her up, picking up precisely where she left off the moment
another shaft plunged deep inside her.

Lucca had no choice in her own style of coming, though. Although it
took some time for the triple assault to really do anything for her,
when her first orgasm finally arrived, she came like a banshee,
flailing wildly as she tried to jam herself into all three shafts. Her
forceful screaming vibrated along the pistoning cock in her mouth,
causing it to uncontrollably spew cream right down her throat. Her
pussy and ass contracted tightly with her climax, allowing the other
two soldiers to deposit their sperm inside her as well. Spent, she
collapsed into a sweaty pile, moaning lustfully and totally at their
mercy.

After that, the purple-haired girl got a break. Now that every man
had gotten off at least once, there simply weren't enough stiff rods to
pleasure more than one of her orifaces at a time. The awful thoughts of
being "raped" were long faded away now, and she enthusiastically
positioned her body as the soldiers asked.

First she sauntered over to a sitting soldier, his penis proudly
pointed at the sky. He grabbed her hips, lowering her love hole to his
eager shaft. slitslit dripped nectar all over him, anticipating another
wonderful time. At the last second, he surprised his young nymph,
pushing her foward into his lap and plowing his cock straight into her
butt. It definately came as a shock to Lucca, but a pleasant one
nonetheless. In no time she was bouncing her petite rear into him,
sighing while she used her hands to fondle her breasts and cunt.

And after quite a few fucks on her back, Marle was ready for a
change of pace, diddling her clit nonchalantly as her new love knelt
down and flipped her around. His rough hands swept over her bare
buttcheeks, wiping away the dirt that had accumulated from sitting on
the dungeon floor. Then he lifted her crotch in the air, spearing her
puffy mound skillfully as it came to the height of his cock. Marle knew
instinctually what to do, moving on her hands and knees to brace
herself for doggie-style sex.

It went on like that for some time. No words were spoken as the
guards and girls alike fulfilled their most primal desires. Lucca felt
a second hot wad of cum flow into her butt, and was quickly hustled off
to the rack, where another eager man jackknifed her over the platform
and plowed her pussy from behind. Marle erupted in a symphony of moans
as another orgasm took her, only to be forced up against the wall
moments later as another eager cock took advantage of her.

Lucca got off real good from her current man, grunting and heaving
as he poured another load of cum into her purple-clad hole. And
thankfully, too, since her next two partners sought pleasure from her
experienced mouth, leaving only her busy hands to pleasure herself
with. Just as she finished her second blowjob, she caught sight of the
princess slide off the wall onto the floor again, sperm dribbling out
of her overused slit before another rushed over to take her in that
position.

There's no telling how long the teenage beauties would've kept on
servicing the squad of guards, or which group would even give out
first, if not for a newcomer to the scene. Unbeknownst to the soldiers,
who were obviously far too busy screwing the daylight out of their
charges, another guard slowly opened the cell door and made his way to
the unused back of the room, looking quite of-out-place with his suit
of armour still on.

By now, Lucca was on the rack again like Marle had been at first,
with her delicate feet up in the air. Someone was plowing away in her
tender passage while another rubbed her pert breasts, eagerly awaiting
his turn. "Oh, oh." the girl moaned. "I'm coming!" The newcomer
shuddered softly at the sight of this girl writhing in pleasure,
turning away quickly to look at Marle, who was busy riding another
shaft as she tongue-kissed her next-in-line.

The stranger finally managed to wrench his sight away from this
disturbing, if also highly erotic scene, to focus on the task at hand.
He took a small device from a cloak draped around him, pointing it at
the far wall and watching the readings fluctuate. He knew his actions
would not go unnoticed for long, so he hurried his calculations as
quickly as possible.

But he was already discovered.

"Hey!" barked the man thrusting into Lucca. "What are you doing?"
He stared at the stranger only a few seconds before his girl's tight
folds worked their magic. His concentration broken, he came messily
inside the grunting female, his shaft eventually poking out and
spraying her pubic bush with his seed.

That was all the time the spy needed. Whisking out a beeping,
disc-shaped piece of metal, he slapped it onto the wall and rushed over
to the rack, lifting up a very limp Lucca with one hand. With the
other, he grabbed one of Marle's arms and tore her away from her own
vigorous mating, shuttling the two naked vixens rougly into the corner
and diving down on top of them.

The real guards stood perplexed at this strange turn of events, but
they did not do so for long. A brilliant plume of smoke suddenly filled
the room amid a blast of rending stone. Those that were standing were
immediately struck with debris, and collapsed to the ground in pain.
The others were too blinded by the dust to even move, and watched
helplessly as the figure in the corner got up with a girl under each
arm, carrying them through the freshly-made passage outside.

***

Throwing his head to the side to allow his helmet to slide off, the
mystery guard revealed himself to the men waiting outside. Just as
Crono and Melchoir had hoped, Taban had predicted everything perfectly,
and his rescue operation was a success, emerging right where he told
them he would. So far, so good.

"GATO HELP." added the huge metal beast standing next to them, the
reason the group had been able to break through the castle wall.
Sensing impending trouble, the bronze-clad robot lumbered over to the
gaping maw of the dungeon tower, wedging his body into the hole amid
cries from the trapped soldier inside.

"They're probably more concerned about losing their toys than
anything." said Melchoir grimly, the first one to actually realize the
duo had been quite violated. Crono caught on quickly after the
swordsman's comment, his eyes wandering over his love one's body in
shock. She was covered in sweat and come, both her own and stranger's.
As Taban swiveled to make sure the soldiers could not follow them,
Crono could clearly see the man was holding a daughter freshly fucked.
The white goo flowing from her purple flower could be nothing else.

Rage came swiftly to the boy, and before either Melchoir or Taban
could stop him, he stepped quickly over to where Gato stood, drawing
his pilfered sword. Melchoir watched on in amazement as Crono's anger
flower through his body, becoming strength. With a dazzling display of
swordsmanship, he hacked brutally into the thin gaps between the
robot's body and the stone, his blade finding its target each time. The
aim was deadly and true, and those soldiers who persisted in chasing
after their prized prisoners cried in dismay as they were hacked to
pieces. It did not take long for the few remaining in the room to
quickly disengage and flee back up the stairs, much to Crono's
displeasure at not being able to finish them off.

He turned around, his chest heaving with rage. Taban and Melchoir
said nothing -- clearly he had done nothing wrong in their eyes.

"Quickly," Taban uttered, breaking the short silence. "We must be
back to Truce." He looked under both his shoulders, since he'd had no
chance yet to make sure the girls were unharmed. Satisfied they were
okay, if only a little unconscious from their ordeal suddenly catching
up to them, he turned to Crono, already walking ahead with Melkor. "Can
you help me carry her?" he called out, referring to the princess.

Crono rushed back, and grabbed Lucca from his arms instead. Taban
did not reply. Although he knew his daughter would need consoling when
she awoke, he realized her lover would probably be able to to better
than he would. And after all, he'd knownut hut his daughter and Crono
for some time, and approved. The muscular father brought the sleeping
Marle to his shoulders, trying to be as gentlemanly as possible, but
unable to carry her without touching one of her private areas.

Lucca stirred for a moment as Crono held her like a baby in his
arms. Seeing her true man's eyes, she sighed contently and rested her
head on his blue tunic. Her own eyes shut before she could see Crono's.
She had never seen him cry, and didn't want to. But she could feel the
teardrops falling on her naked body, trying to cleanse it of the sin
she'd just committed in liking what was done to her. "Why... me?" she
thought before unconsciousness took her.


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|Chapter 5 - Good Night|
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The group was well inside Guardia forest before Taban suggested
they stop for the night. The long way that took them around the guarded
road by way of the wilderness was slow-going, and he knew they would
not be able to get to the town until tomorrow's midday. That brought
the risk of being spotted as they trekked across town to find a safe
place. Therefore, the father had suggested they halt in the darkness
and rest until the next evening, when they could sneak into a friend's
house under cover of darkness and arrange transport to Porre or even
Medina across the ocean. It was no use denying the fact -- they were
certainly wanted criminals now.

He had seen to dressing the girls and restoring a small bit of
their dignity as soon as they had entered the dark eaves. Marle was
glad in Melchoir's heavy, bluish robes. Lucca had taken her father's
vest and used it to cover her top. Crono's shirt served a makeshift
upside-down set of shorts, the obviously loose hem tied around her
waist with his neckerchief while her legs poked through the too-large
arm holes.

Taban had noticed right away how her purple fuzz was clearly
visible through the neck hole. Trying hard no to stare at his little
girl, he poked two holes in the collar with a pocketknife and threaded
the opening together with a pair of shoelaces. Now at least the two of
them looked halfway decent. "My poor baby..." he thought to himself.

Luckily for the maidens, they remained asleep for quite a few
hours, their minds languishing through nightmares while their rescuers
carried them along. It was a grueling task, but with short breaks every
hour or so, Crono and Taban found themselves able to endure the burden
while Melchoir alternated between scouting out up front and guarding
the rear of their march.

Now they were seated on the forest floor, utter blackness
surrounding them. The sword dealer had managed to coax a small fire to
provide enough light to see by, a necessary evil since it increased
their chance of being spotted. Melchoir went back into the darkness,
scrounging up more tinder for the tiny blaze. Crono and Taban lay on
their backs, feeling their aching muscles throb in protest of the day's
exhaustive effort.

The men were all tired, but the ladies were unfortunately wide
awake now, and all alone with their thoughts. Lucca rolled over as soon
as she became conscious, a few feet from where Crono had placed her.
His arms welcomed her, knowing she would need to come to him
eventually. She buried her head in his chest, feeling his arms pet her
soft purple mane as she sniffled. They were far enough away from the
others that her whispers wouldn't carry, and she had to say something
to him... anything.

"I'm so sorry, Crono..." she sobbed softly, feeling her hot tears
stream out of her eyes. "The things they did to me..."

Crono grabbed her tight, muffling her cries with his body. Without
even glancing at her, he told her what had been on HIS mind the entire
trip. "I... took care of them." he replied.

"What do you mean?" Lucca inquired coherently, her mind distracted
from her troubles by this odd remark.

"I killed them." Crono answered, still in disbelief of what he'd
done. "Every one of them." he continued flatly. "I made them pay." he
said the last remark forcefully, as if his actions had needed
justification.

"Thank you." said Lucca, as if a great weight had been lifted from
her soul. "They... what they did... I had no choice... they made me...
like it." The truth came in gasps from her mouth, almost like an
apology.

"Don't ever say that." Crono interrupted. "It's not your fault. And
I'll find some way to fix it." Lucca cried releived at her man's
baseless words. "But how?" he pondered. "How can I undo the past?"

***

He didn't have long to think about the seemingly solutionless
problem, for the cogs of fate were turning for our hero in ways hidden
from even the mightiest of seers. At the End of Time, a wizened old man
named Gaspar was about to unwittingly be born into a role that would
intertwine his fate with the five people resting in the forest.

Deep within the earth, a lifeform had been waiting for 65 million
years for an opportunity like this. Although his vast alien brain had
been able to foresee many possible outcomes from his repe med meddling
in the surface world via the time gates, none of his plans had yet to
come fruition. But this finally seemed to be the one. It was time for
Lavos to reverse the cruel twist of fate that kept him trapped in this
molten prison.

Crono and the others sat by, woefully clueless as universe they
inhabited suddenly screamed in horror before being violently
obliterated. They didn't even know that their old selves had been
brutally erased from existence only to be recontructed instantaneously
as the great river of time simply changed course to flow down ano
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path. The alien beneath them had been the first of this planet to
change the course of time. Although nature had decreed the humans above
would soon be captured and executed by the rapidly arriving Guardian
Army, it could not could stand against one with the power to manipulate
destiny. The world would have continued on in relative peace and
harmony for the remainder of its days, but not now. Their lives came
with a horrible price that would soon be discovered.

"I hear something." Melchoir said suddenly, leaping from his spot
and covering the fire behind him with a kick into the dirt. "Dammit!"
he cursed, hearing the faint sound of trotting hooves in the distance.
Drawing his sword would be pointless. Even with the element of
surprise, it was not likely he'd be able to defeat an armored rider.
And who knew how many of them were coming?

"Let's get going." Taban noted grimly, lifting Marle gently by the
arm and ing ing her into a standing position. "Can you run?" he asked,
hoping for an affirmative.

"Yes." she replied softly, brushing off her backside unconsciously
from laying on the forest floor. She peered into the night around her,

lost as the others were in deciding which way to flee. "I think I see a
lake..." she offered helpfully, pointing off towards the mountains at
the north end of the continent.

"Well, I'll be damned." Melchoir replied, gazing into the blue haze
that now clearly stood out along the background. "Whatever it is, we
might as well heal for it instead just sitting here. Let's go." His
hurried decision spurred the group, sending them off crashing through
the forest towards the mysterious object.

Crono led the way, with Lucca limping beside him quickly. "It's
really bright...e poe pondered silently as he approached the source of
this blue haze. "What the hell could it be?" As if heeding his
thoughts, a sglowing blue sphere seemed to leap out at him from the
darkness. Instinctually he jammed his heels into the dirt, spying a
large hole in the ground looming before him. The others rushing from
behind followed suit, momentarily perturbed by his sudden halt. But
only for the moment before they sighted the object that had captivated
the lad.

The blue ball sat hovering motionless in the center of a large
depression in the earth. The soil around it was loose and smooth,
looking neither natural or artificial. Simply as if a great force had
taken a large portion of the earth and made it disappear. It was almost
as mysterious as the shimmering globe above it, silently illuminating
the surrounding wilderness.

"Whatever it is, it can't save us..." Lucca sighed cynically,
looking away. The approaching thunder was getting louder, and the men
drew their weapons one by one, turning to face their unseen foe. None
of them noticed Marle clamber down the embankment as if entranced,
craning her hand to see the bright object above her. Little did she
realize her pendant was beginning to glow softly in the presence of
this long-awaited reunion. While the others fought back the fear that
gripped their bodies, the pendant and its owner stood tranquil in a sea
of aqua, as if they were the only things on the great planet.

When the green stone on her chest was close enough, it sprang to
the mysterious object above, suddenly unable to resist the calling of
the timestream. It all happened so fast, not even a single thought
sprouted in the space between the gemstone touching the outer edges of
the gate and when the five humans found themselves sucked into the void
between the worlds.

Consciousness seemed to draw out in all of them, as if there
actually was time to pass in this river of traveling souls. When they
materialized instantaneously on the other side, they all crumpled to
the ground, feeling as if they'd been asleep for a thousand years.

At the same time, an old man seemed to appear before them along
with these strange surroundings, although he of course had been
standing still the entire time. Now he had a pointedly excited
expression on his face. "Melchoir?!?" he nearly shrieked in exultation.
"Oh, I thought I'd never seen you again!" Before the weaponsmknewknew
what was going on, he was picked up off the ground embraced by the
stranger. His mind worked slowly as it returned to life after eons of
disuse, but the name came to him after a few seconds.

"Gaspar, old friend!" he exclaimed, returning the hug at the
realization of who this was.

***

The explanation took the better part of two days. It always did.
Whenever someone stumbled through a rip in time and ended up here,
Gaspar would warmly welcome them to his abode, and spend however long
as was needed to acquaint them with the knowledge he had discovered. He
had been, after all, the first human to experience time-travel. That he
knew of, anyway. There could have been others who had come to this
place before him, but he would never know.

Crono and the others naturally had an unending number of questions
once they had been given the quick version of what had happened, so
Gaspar bade them to come out of the timegate "corral" and into the main
part of his home. It was merely a floating platform drifting
ceaselessly through the universe, decorated with various trinkets that
had accompanied other lost travelers. But it was home. There was alot
to talk about too, so they might as well get as comfortable as
possible.

He bounced wildly from subject to subject for hours, waiting for
someone to ask about his favorite story. When Taban finally wanted to
know how the guru had arrived here, he launched right into the tale,
excitedly recalling how he had been tinkering with something called the
Mammoth Machine, which the beloved Queen of his sky city had built as a
gift to the poorer people of the era. He was disappointed to later find
out from a previous visitor that that heathens below had violently
rebelled against their providors soon afterward, destroying the kingdom
of Zeal and casting the world into a dark age which had still not been
healed 13,000 years later in their time.

When Melchoir sensed it was time to change subjects, he did just
that. "So how'd you make this place?" he queried.

"It was the wood that really jump-started the project." Gaspar
began, sweeping his arm around to the collection of oddities
surrounding him. "Some poor guy building the Guardia bridge around 590
or so suddenly saw a gate appear mid-span, and the fool touched it.
Took him and half the bridge with him. After that, I had solid ground
to walk on. Much better than floating around, I'll tell you. Though it
took awile to get used to gravity again."

"The rest came in bits and pieces." he continued. "Although the
lamp was especially useful. Came along with some girl from the 2900's.
The glowing crystal in therll sll supposedly never wear out. Guess I'll
be able to actually test that out, eh?" He gave a little smile,
obviously pleased with himself.

The rest of the conversation was just as intriquing for his
students, with Gaspar jumping from story to story, infusing it with his
own memories. He had accumulated a large amount of information from
those whd cod come through a gate after him. Enough to bestow knowledge
on the group that could change the world.

"That's fascinating..." trailed Melchoir, soaking up every
intricate detail. "So what happened to the others?" he asked
innocently, disappointed to see his friend's jubilant expression
suddenly fade out.

"They all left me." he replied bluntly, shaking his head. "Couldn't
stand the loneliness, I suppose. They went and mad cast themselves out
into the abyss. Now they'll wander the ceaseless void forever..." his
voice trembled, after all this time still stunned at the fate they'd
brought upon themselves. "I could hear could hear their screaming for
days afterward." he added grimly.

"That's terrible!" Marle exclaimed in her sweet, girlish voice.
Crono felt a sweet pang of happiness stab into him, releived the recent
happenings were forgotten, if only for a little while. Even Lucca was
hunkered down on the platform with the others, listening intently to
Gaspar's story. He scooted over and placed his hand on his beloved's
back as the old man went on, wincing as she shuddered momentarily.

"I'm sorry." she whispered to her beloved. "I guess I'm still a
little jumpy." Crono smiled as she leaned her head on his shoulder, the
two of them returning their attention to the guru.

"You seem to have heard a lot of the world's history." he
interrupted, trying to get back into the conversation. "Can you tell
what happened to the King all of a sudden?" Marle's eyes fell to the
floor, realizing there was no reason for her to get angry at his
comment. Daddy had been ill for some time, and she knew it.

Gaspar smiled, eager to extoll to these eager minds the secrets of
the universe which had been useless to him for so long. "Well, that
story's a couple hundred years in the making." he started, the details
of Guardia's history coming to him swiftly. "A man came once from a
little after your time, 1000, right?" Taban nodded. "Anyway, it seems
your Chancellor and his successors have been possessed by a demon named
Yakra since the middle ages. Nasty fellow. One he gets discovered in a
few centuries, there will be a horrible battle before Porre comes and
liberates the kingdom." He finished the last sentence quickly, fighting
an irrational fear that some of the details may have escaped him.

"Well, that's it!" Lucca exclaimed, the first full sentence she'd
uttered since arriving. Her brilliant mind was largely unaffected by
the recent events, and it had been trying to grasp an elusive notion
for some time now. Finally, it had dawned upon her. "If we know what's
going to happen before it does, we can change everything!" she said
with a broad, almost giddy smile at the realization of how much power
they could wield.

"I thought about how wonderful that we be, at first." The guru
remarked wistfully. "But there's no way to get back..."

The logic of his argument reached Lucca before the realization of
meaning. "Of course!" she mused in her head. "I imagine if they could
get back, he wouldn't be here, and the other visitors would have gone
back, and..." Then it hit her like a blow to the gut. "Oh my God. We're
stuck here too."

"It's really a shame." Gaspar continued with the resignation of
someone who's accepted a great loss. "We could accomplish so much with
this knowledge." Suddenly, Lucca's mind sparked again. That elusive
thought was only the tip of her prowess. She knew she could find a way
out of this. She had to.

"From what Marle said, our trip something to do with her pendant."
Lucca returned. "Is that what opens these time gates?"

"Precisely." the guru replied, eager to get back to being the
center of conversation. "It must be made from dreamstone, a popular
mineral used as money in my time. Seems that when this stone charged by
an electrical field, it reacts with the time gates and makes them
visible. Personally, I'm surprised no one's ever come by with something
on them that could produce just a watt of power." he chuckled slightly
at the irony of this situation.

"I can do it!" she blurted out suddenly, grabbing the green stone
from the floor where Marle had placed it during their dialogue. She
stood up excitedly and grabbed Crono, dragging him over to the
guardrail Gaspar had built so he wouldn't accidentalall all off his
home and careen out into space. She stared out into the void for a
second, then turned to her man. "Please tell me you have *it*..." she
pleaded quietly, cuddling close to him.

Crono knew exactly what she was talking about. His girl hadn't been
inventing gadgets for long when she realized electrcity's true
potential as a sexual device. After she perfected the vibrating gizmo,
(and a LOT of "experimentation) she had given it to him so she
wouldn't be tempted to use it without him. Not that he had said
anything of the sort -- she just felt it'd be rude to invite her
boyfriend to enjoy her body if she was going to. He had surprised her
with it on more than one occasion, since then and usually carried it
with him when he knew he was going to see her.

"Of course." he muttered, matter-of-factly, looking behind him to
e sue sure the curious onlookers couldn't see before reaching into his
pants and pulling the small, pink device from an inside pocket. Lucca
hadn't made it large enough to screw herself with, much to Crono's
relief. It was just to "jump start things" as she usually put it. Only
two inches long and no larger than a finger, Crono usually forgot he
was carrying it.

"We're in luck, baby!" she said almost erotically. The sorrow she
had been carrying for so long had completely vanished now, as she was
back to her old, confident self. She unscrewed the end of the small
pink phallus and cast the plastic shell off into space where it would
never be seen again. In her hands was the motor that would rescue them.
"Let's go back and show everyone." she announced, giving him a peck on
the cheek.

When the duo returned, Lucca brusquely turned a deaf ear towards
the group's questions about what they had been talking about. She
showed the contents of her palms to her seated friends and then brought
them together with a triumphant flourish. Marle's pendant flashed a
brilliant green momentarily as the whirring device made contract, then
returned to its previous luster. "Whenever you're ready." she quipped
to the princess with a wink, tossing her family heirloom back.

***

After that, it didn't take them long for them to going. Before
long, they were back at the edge of the platform, staring longingly at
the portal Gaspar had told them would lead to the middle ages. They
were so busy patting themselves on the back and talking about how noble
a cause they were undertaking, no one noticed the old guru pull Crono
off to the side and start talking to him.

"You know, there's a problem with all of this." the man sighed,
sounding like he'd been keeping something from them the while time.

"Oh?" Crono replied disinterestedly, not really paying attention.
He was sure the old guy was going to say something about being careful
not to muck up history too much or they'd destroy the universe or
something. He'd had a passion for fiction when he was a boy, and even
in 1000 ad, there were already enlightened artists who conceived the
thought of travelling through time. Of course, actually doing so was
another matter entirely.

"I haven't been entirely truthful about where that portal leads."
Gasper went on. "You see, the nearest gate to your time without going
any further leads to 580 ad."

"What's so bad about that?" Crono inquired, still not really
understanding. Gaspar sighed again.

"I'm sure that the man from the future said Yakra appeared sometime
in the 600's." he said. "Being as generous as possible, that means
you'll have to stay there for at least twenty years before you can do
anything. You'll almost be Taban's age by then." Crono's heart sank.
"But that's not the worst part of it. The longer you stay there, the
more likely you'll change something. However good your intentions are,
it could have dire consequences. I guess that's always been the price
of all this knowledge -- not being able to use it. Well, until now."

Crono barely batted an eye. "I could do it." he replied slowly. "I
could hide out and not talk to anyone."

Gaspar shot back just as quickly. "Can you vouch for everyone
else?" he responded. "Can you guarantee that you'd only be able to stop
this war and then simply wait to die?" Crono arced a puzzled eyebrow.
"That's right, the other you in 1000 ad will be living the life you
have forged for him. You will not be able to return. None of you will."

"I have to risk it..." Crono trailed off with an uncertainly that
scared him. He didn't really know what would happen. Maybe he would
just wink away as soon as he stopped Yakra. But he was willing to make
that sacrifice. For his friends. At least for the ones that would be
created the moment he altered time.

"I see I can't stop you." Gaspar said weakly, giving up. "So
godspeed." He gripped the lad on the shoulder, knowing exactly what the
boy had planned. "Do it now, before they see us." Crono simply nodded
and rejoined the group.

In the confusion, he playfully snatched the pendant from Marle's
hands as the four talked, pretending to examine it closely. Slowly, he
slid over the edge of the conversing group, where the girls were.
Leaning over to his purple-haired girlfriend, he whispered a choked
"I'm sorry" before stepping back. Lucca was the only person looking
besides Gaspar when Crono thrust his hand into the portal, vanishing
suddenly before their eyes.

Gaspar looked over to where there had been people seconds ago. Now,
there was just emptiness. That Marle and Lucca, Taban and Melchoir no
longer existed, and would never again. Their only testament to life had
vanished the momment Crono stepped through the portal. All that was
left of their lives was an old man, wondering what he was doing staring
at the useless time gates..

But as the old man stared blankly into the space where Crono had
bravely volunteered to end his life in another time to save his
friends, he suddenly became aware of a nagging memory very much like
the one that had recently trouble the now-deceased Lucca. He felt as if
there was something terrible that could only occupy his every waking
thought. So why couldn't he remember it?

His mouth dropped open sharply as a name rolled around in his
skull. "Lavos..." his brain chanted, as if teasing him. "How could you
forget?"

Gaspar had lost a lot when Crono disappeared. Though he of course
would never know, there has been an illuminating lamp from the future
standing beside him a minute ago. It was gone now, because the bright,
hopeful future that had produced it had vanished away just like the
four adventurers left behind here. The girl who wandered into the time
gate in the year 2900 had brought Gaspar something much more dreadful.
A story passed down of dreadful fires that scarred the planet and
reduced civilization to the same rubble as it had their cities.

"That sure was terrible!" he muttered in the vast, impenetrable
blackness, mimicking Marle's earlier comment. He wondered what he
should do. Eternity was turning out to be a very long time.

"I hope someone shows up soon." he remarked. "It's getting pretty
lonely here." He gazed off into the void, wondering how long it would
be before he cracked.


/-------------------------\
|Chapter 6 - Peaceful Days|
\-------------------------/


A low humming sound broke through the normal peace of the Dendaro
Mountains. Animals, birds, and fish alike scattered as a blue sphere
displaced the calm air above the earthly spire, depositing not one,
but THREE humans into the churning waters near the waterfall.
Unbeknownst to any of the time travelers, the time portal had managed
to catch the girls into its vortex before they would have winked out of
existence like Melchoir and Taban. Crono however, was far too busy
trying to keep from drowning to discover this right now. The swift
current and roar of the falls drowned all three adventurer's senses as
they were cast wildly into the calmer pools below.

Marle swam lamely to the water's edge, her disorientation at having
been cast millions of years into the pastefinefinite crutch. Seeing the
muddy shore, she grabbed hold fiercely, lest the gentle waves carry her
back out and force her tired body to repeat the process. As she lay on
the grassy earth, catching her breath, she noticed another figure flop
exhausted onto the ground a feet from where she was, panting just as
hard. "What happened?" she inquired breathlessly, knowing who it must
have been. Lucca shot a glance at Marle, who had already pulled herself
all the way up onto her back, before replying.

"I think we got sucked in..." Lucca replied, hauling herself
further onto the grass and turning over like her companion, her wet
chest heaving sensually in the cool air. The two of them said nothing
for several minutes, still reeling from their battle with the water.
Lucca broke the silence with an unusual remark. Wherever Crono was, he
wasn't *here*, and she had some private business to tend to.

"I'm about to be unladylike, Marle." she blurted out, realizing
this was the first time she'd actually spoken to the blonde girl
directly throughout their whole adventure thus far.

"What?" Marle started to reply, but stopped herself right there.
She heard the unmistakable sound of clothes ruffling and saw Lucca
moving about from the corner of her eye. Marle wasn't a genius, but
she figured it out pretty quick. The two of them were due for a
well-deserved bath.

Marle turned her head again, and caught a glimpse of the other
girl's petite bottom as she wobbled on the hard ground in her bare
feet, using both hands to keep balance. At last Lucca seemed to find a
quiet enough spot of the water, and sat down on the edge. With a little
shove, she slid her naked body into the pool, shivering noticeably as
she was enveloped by the cold depths.

"That looks like a really good idea." Marle thought, getting up to
join her friend. The princess loosened her robe as she walked, letting
her only covering fall to the ground beside Lucca's two shirts. Marle
couldn't help smiling as she strutted over to the water, absolutely
nude. Her body reacted without thinking to her erotic thoughts, the
creamy cheeks behind bounced seductively in tune with her stride, and
the two magnificent nipple-capped breasts above swayed back and forth.

"Geez, no need to get excited." Lucca mused to herself as she
watched the young seductress entered the small cove opposite her, the
red nubs on Marle's chest as pronounced and hard as her own. The blonde
girl plopped down on the ground beside the water and let her feet
dangle over the edge. Her legs were splayed wide apart, giving the
purple-haired youth an unobstructed view of Marle's exposed snatch.

"What's she doing?" Lucca said to herself frazzledly. She realized
she had been washing her crotch, and removed her hand hurriedly, hoping
Marle wouldn't see the motion or her embarrassed blush. The princess
didn't. She was too busy grabbing her knees and leaning forward with a
loud, muscle-stretching sigh. Lucca's heart jumped inexplicably as she
saw two large, beautiful mounds swing sexily in front of her, free of
the constraints of gravity.

Marle, of course, had no idea the repressed feelings she was
awakenin hin her bathing partner. She was simply enjoying her open
nudity. After all, she'd spent nearly her entire life under guard at
the castle. If she'd tried walking swimming naked in the Guardia river,
her precious box would've gotten plugged by the horny guards much
sooner, she thought with an inward smile. A humdrum expression on her
face, she reached over and scooped a little bit of fluid from the pool
into her outstretched hand. Then, with a flick of her wrist, she poured
the cold liquid over her sticky pussy, her labia quivering from the
change in temperature.

Lucca tried to ignore the flashes in her loins, but her fingers
betrayed her, running through her underwater bush and feeling the heat
emanate from her wet snatch. Her mouth creaked open slightly to allow
her tongue to emerge and run across her lips. "Oh no..." she thought.
"What's happening to me?"

Her mind wandered back to their ordeal at the castle -- Marle
bouncing up and down as a huge cock pumped into her. Marle moaning as a
stiff prick held her against the wall and slammed into her red folds.
Marle holding her lover tightly to her body as she was drilled er
er
back. All the while the sexy scientist wished the guards would ask the
two of them to make love instead, giving her a respite from the dirty,
stabbing cocks that invaded her body and deposited evidence of their
forced entry. And into the arms of a beautiful woman.

Now as she watched the princess wash her most private area, Lucca
could deny her feelings no longer. She had to make love to this sexy
goddess and cleanse both of their bodies from that awful rape. Her
heart fluttered at Marle suddenly looked over at her, an uncomfortable
expression on her face. Lucca felt as if her thoughts were suddenly
exposed, and she gasped audibly.

"Hey, Lucca." Marle started sweetly. "Could you come over here a
sec?" The princess didn't move as her companion eagerly swam over,
kneeling in the water and trying not to stare at the inviting yellow
flower in front of her. "Um..." she continued, obviously embarrassed.
"Could you see if my... thing is still there?" her face was
delightfully innocent, and Lucca couldn't bear to give the answer she
already knew.

"Let me check." she panted, hoping Marle couldn't detect the
excitement in her voice. She lifted her hands up, parting the blonde's
legs to allow her head to snuggle up right next to the thin slit. Lucca
wondered why she hadn't noticed before, but her partner's dripping sex
was partially shaved, no doubt by disinterested handmaidens. There was
only a triangle-shaped puff atop her bare cunny. "Those lucky girls!"
she thought with a grin. "Always getting to look at something so
beautiful. I'll bet every man in the kingdom would give their right arm
to see this. And me too..." She smiled into Marle's gaping hole, unable
to believe her good fortune.

"Okay, just relax now." Lucca instructed, bringing her hands to the
inviting labia in front of her. With an innocent "Oh!" from their
owner, she gently spread the fleshy lips apart and peered into the warm
canal. It was certainly an interesting sight. Although Lucca had played
with herself once in front of a mirror, this was a much closer look.
She'd always thought her cunt was a wide open tunnel, but it looked
much tighter from here. "I wonder how they all fit in here..." she
wondered, recalling the multitude of cocks that had recently visited
this holy place.

Lucca extended a pointed digit into her partner's sopping depths,
making Marle cry out loudly. "Unngh! Can you see it yet?" she moaned,
feeling the probing finger sloshing around inside of her.

"Sorry." the scientist condoled. "You're not a virgin anymore." she
added, feeling no sign of the princess' obviously taken cherry.
Withdrawing her finger reluctantly from the warm passage, she looked up
at the curious female above her. "So, how many times did they fuck
you?" she asked curiously, pulling off her glasses. They were
understandably fogged after b in in the cold air for so long and then
coming near Marle's warm sex.

"I lost count after ten." Marle replied sullenly. "After awhile, I
just kept coming. I thought they were going to make me pass out!" Marle
decided not to mince words either. After all, she was sitting naked
while she was letting another girl look up her pussy and finger her.
Why not be frank? Besides, it felt good to talk about it to someone.
Lucca had Crono, but she really had no one...

"Well, they really pumped it into you." she commented, raising a
sperm-coated hand to Marle's gaze. "And there's a lot more in there."

"Oh no!" the princess wailed, shooing the girl between her legs
away. "I've got to wash it out more!"

"Don't worry..." Lucca cooed, grabbing the shore for support as she
licked her lips again. "I'll clean it for you." Before Marle could even
think about the offer, she felt a slithering tongue bury itself in her
gooey hole.

"Oh, Lucca!" Marle moaned unabashedly. Then she gained a slight bit
of composure. "I really don't think we should be doing this..." Her
growing panting and dripping folds, however, told another story. Lucca
licked the bare labia in front of her for another few seconds, feeling
her lover squirm from the pleasure before she stopped and looked up.

"Marle..." she asked in her most sexy voice. "Have you ever felt
something so right?" Lucca ran a finger gently up and down the
princess' reddened cunny for effect, teasing the pulsating nub. And it

worked. With a gentle sigh, Marle relented, falling onto her back and
spreading her legs as far as she could stand. Her sacred place opened
magically, as if offering the tasty flesh inside.

Lucca wasted no time in digging in, bringing her lips right to
Marle's nether orifice for a passionate kiss. Her petite nose sank into
the tiny blonde puff, inhaling the womanly scent the curly hairs
emanated. "Mmm..." was all Lucca could muster as she ate, the princess'
girl honey completely overpowering and purifying the nasty spunk still
inside her womb.

The prone girl was far too busy panting anoanioaning to wonder how
she tasted, however. All she could do was arch her back repeatedly as
an outlet to the tremendous feelings coursing throughout her entire
body. "Yes!" she screamed in passion. "Don't stop!"

"Good thing I have no intention of doing anything like that..."
Lucca murmured, her words muffled by the juice-coated flesh in front of
her. The soft appendage that protruded from her lips lashed Marle's
clit with renewed vigor, causing the aroused blonde to erupt in an
intensified bout of cries.

"Oh yes!" Marle exclaimed, grabbing the dirt with one hand and one
of her breasts in the other. "Oooh... it's so good!" Her face contorted
in an near-painfully happy expression, watching as her controless hand
shamelessly fondled her hard nipples right in front of her. The
pleasure was so overpowering, her brain felt like it was being stirred
inside her head. She was powerless to stop the munching scientist, even
if she wanted to. "Ungh!" she grunted softly. "Rrrmph! So... Ohhh!
close... Unnnhh!"

Lucca didn't hear it. But she didn't need to, either. Marle's
gushing pussy was all too indicative of what was about to happen. The
purple-haired girl watched in fascination as the slick hole began
contracting tightly from the impending orgasm. With an impish smile,
she extended her tongue all the way and gave the bouncing clit a few
sharp pokes. Marle grunted theatrically and raised her flushed face so
he could watch herself. "Do it!" she panted. "Make me coooooommmmeeee!"

And with that, she did. HARD. The princess' tight pussy throbbed
excitedly as her clit received a barrage of stimulation from the
scientist's tongue and relayed the wonderful sensations to her brain.
Marle was really in overdrive now, her puffy labia fluttering wildly
with glee as she poured forth her honey. Lucca was barely able to
swallow the flood of goo seeping from her womb before it ran down
Marle's bare thighs.

"Did you like that?" Lucca cooed, finally looking away from the
princess' beautiful drenched flower once it stopped moving.

"Yes..." Marle panted, letting her head fall back to the earth. She
lay there for a few moments, breathing heavily. One hand still lay on
her breasts, massaging the large mounds unconsciously as they heaved
with their master's purring. "I really needed that."

"Good..." Lucca hinted seductively, standing up in the shallow
water. Her small breasts, although still damp, had mostly dried off
from being out of the water, but her submerged pussy had been flooded
the entire time. As she rose, her matted bush clung to her wanting
slit, making it appear like a delicious plum nestled between her legs.
"Because now it's my turn."

Marle's mouth hung open as Lucca stepped forward, letting her downy
lips come into contact with Marle's, the two nether folds mingling in
their forbidden kiss. "Ooh, that's great..." the scientist moaned,
feeling the blonde tuft below tickle her sensitive spot. Encouraged,
Lucca began sliding her hips up and down into the other girl, rubbing
both cunnies together. "This is what I must look like when Crono fucks
me..." she thought, looking down at her prone mate rolling her head
with the renewed pleasure her tender cunt was receiving.

"Look at her..." Lucca muttered to herself, smiling half-annoyed at
the moaning princess. "With my hairy muff, she's probably going crazy.
But I'm never going to get off with her little bush!" She let loose a
little whimper, the blonde hairs on Marle's shaven pussy barely
fulfilling her. "Looks like I'm going to have to up the ante here..."
she continued in her head, flashing the entranced princess a devilish
snicker.

With a subtle motion, Lucca began rubbing her grinding her sex into
Marle's faster and faster, the two dripping organs heating up
considerably as the friction increased. "Oh!" the prone blonde cried
out as she felt her loins begin to burn with a lustful fire. "Slow
down, it's too fast!"

Lucca would hear nothing of it. "No way!" she grunted, thrusting
herself repeatedly at her feminine lover. "This is great!" She jovially
squished her wet organ against Marle's, her breasts the only thing that
would've convinced any onlookers there wasn't a big, fat pumping into
the sexy blonde. She could feel sweat beading on her lower back and
chest, warming her breasts and butt even in the cool mountain air.
Marle seemed to resign herself to the gratifying torture of her
overused slit, moaning even louder as she lifted her legs to allow
Lucca to get in even closer.

Now that both of their thighs were together as well as their
crotches, their lubricated rubbing skin only increasing the good
feelings that swept over the girls. "Oh my..." Lucca sighed out loud.
"I didn't think it would be this good!" Her knees felt weak, as if she
would collapse unless she used all of her concentration to remain
standing. It certainly couldn't match Crono's loving cock pummeling her
quim, but it was better than those disgusting soldiers violating her.

She couldn't believe it, but after only a few minutes of heavy
clit-dueling, her orgasm suddenly sneaking up on her. "Oh Marle!" she
moaned, falling onto her partner's sweaty body. The princess picked up
right where the sexy scientist left off, wrapping her long legs around
Lucca's tight behind and pulling her closer and she thrust her shapely
hips into the purple flower on top of her. All without missing a beat.

It was Lucca who was at the mercy of her body now, flailing
helplessly on top of her mate, their breasts mashing erotically
together while she spewed forth dirty grunts. "Ugh, ugh ugh!" she
panted as cracks of pleasure rocked her body.

Marle took the initiative, feeling she owed her friend for such a
satisfying orgasm before. Placing her hand on the nape of her lover's
neck, she gently shifted Lucca's gaze to her inviting green eyes. "I'll
do it now." she coaxed, referring to the feverish pussy-thrusting. "You
just come your brains out."

Lucca was too far gone to object, letting herself finally go at
hearing that. Just as her pink hole began spewing it's honey all over
her lover, she felt mouth being guided into Marle's for a deep kiss.
Without thinking, she let her tongue wander into her friend's lips,
reveling in the smooth, creamy flesh that was so different than what
she was used to. She brought her hands to the princess' cheeks, pulling
herself closer to seal their oral bond and muffle her escaping groans.
Marle did the same, completing their loving liplock as her own slit
began spraying its juices for the second time.

Once the girls were both in the throes of orgasm, the rubbing
tapered off into tiny thrusts as the twin lovers strained to prolong
their mutual pleasure. At last, their thrashing came to a sweaty halt.
The females too spent to continue fucking for the moment, they
disengaged their happy lips to allow the panting built up inside of
them to explode in a flurry of quick breathes.

"Oh my God!" Lucca shrieked, near tears from how beautiful the
experience had been. "That felt like... like..."

"Like what?" asked Marle, gazing into the blue sea of her partner's
glazed eyes.

"Spectacular!" she whispered excitedly, giving the princess another
quick peck on the lips. "Like my very first time all over again."

"Oh!" Marle said with a grimace, turning away embarrassed. "Don't
remind me."

"Hey..." Lucca replied reassuringly, running her nose through
Marle's mane. "At least they weren't doing it in your butt or making
you suck on it." she added playfully, taking a gentle finger and
running it over Marle's soft cheek. "Although I can see why, with such
an irresistible *thing*."

"Stop it!" teased Marle, embarrassed.

"Come on." Lucca pleaded in a sexy voice. "Didn't you feel
something when you saw them take my clothes off?"

"Maybe..." Marle stuttered. "A little."

"Don't lie..." the scientist warned. "Your body doesn't..." she
slid her sopping wet snatch over Marle's bare cunny, eliciting a
surprised moan from the blonde girl. "And neither do I. How I wish I
could've done it with you first and showed you how great sex can be,
but I had to settle for just watching. But what a show..." she giggled
at that last sentence, her mind wandering through the sexy sights of
yesterday.

"Allright, allright!" Marle conceded, trying to dodge the gentle
thrusts at her sensitive bits. "I just wished they would've made us...
do it... instead of them. So I'd still be a virgin. I'm not gay or
anything."

"Neither am I!" chuckled Lucca, releived that her mate was merely
unsure of herself. "But what we just did felt good, right?" She nestled
her small breasts into Marle's, rubbing their nipples together. "REAL
good?"

"Yeah..." the princess sighed, lost in pleasant memories.

"Good." finished the scientist with a smile. "Because you came
twice already, so you owe me one!" Pushing herself up with her palms,
she slowly pulled her sticky cunt from Marle's and crawled forward,
leaving a slimy trail along the girl's body as she made her way towards
the other end. "Now I want you to lick me as good as I did you!" she
yelled behind her, dangling her dripping womanhood above Marle's
surprised face.

"But I don't know how to..." the princess started to protest, but
was quickly smothered by the approaching mass of flesh, hair, and
juices. All she could do was eagerly lap at the come that began pooling
or far face as Lucca held her crotch steady on top of the blonde girl's
mouth, a huge grin on her face as she rocked her cunt back and forth.

"That's it!" she panted. "Keep going!" Marle was too busy trying to
gulp down Lucca's juices to actually use her tongue, although it was
good enough if the moaning coming from above was any indication. At
first, the princess has no real idea how to really please her mate. She
kept kissing the red folds in front of her as if they were a boy's.
Then she remembered the infinite pleasure derived from the slippery
tongue that had pierced her own slit.

Experimentally, she opened her lips and flicked her fleshy organ
into Lucca's quivering pussy. A rewarding moan encouraged her to
continue, so she thrust herself deeper into the scientist, continuing
the ministrations on the outside with her lips. "If she wants it that
bad..." Marle thought to herself impishly. "I'm gonna give it to her!"

With little resistance from her heaving partner, the princess
grabbed Lucca's waist and slowly started rolling over, giving the sexy
girl enough time to notice. The two lovers turned slowly, not daring to
break their erotic melding of mouth and mound. Soon Lucca was on her
back, with Marle on top lapping away in this easier position. The
purple-haired beauty took advantage immediately, wrapping her slender
legs around the head snuggled in her lower depths. Everything in her
body felt like it was about to melt -- even her cute little toes
wiggled furiously from the direct stimulation.

"Almost there..." Lucca panted, feeling her orgasm flare up as
quickly as before. And not a moment too soon, for Marle's inexperienced
orifice had found the tiny red clit below her purple muff. The
scientist gasped in horror as she felt like she was about to pee out
her entire bladder, to be releived seconds later when the only thing to
emerge from her dripping snatch was more fragrant girl-cream, which the
princess swallowed as eagerly as she could muster, making quite a mess
of both of them.

She came lasted a long time compared to the earlier magnificence.
Not as violent, and more like a release she hadn't been able to achieve
before. Lucca simply laid back and signed contently as her body drained
the last bit of juice into Marle's awaiting lips. She passed out for a
few moments, waking up to find Marle on top of her in the reverse of
their previous orientation. "Yum..." she said, gingerly swapping come
and saliva with her prone partner. The young girl only moaned softly as
they locked lips again.

***

Lucca quickly fell asleep in Marle's lips, exhausted from the day's
double fuck. The princess couldn't bear to disturb her, so she let
herself drift into unconsciousness as well, their hot bodies radiating
womanly scent as they napped amongst the distant sounds of falling
water and chittering forest creatures.

When the scientist finally stirred, she awoke to find Marle lying
on her side next to her, rubbing her petite breasts. "You're all
sweaty." she commented warmly. "Want to go back in the water together?"
Lucca agreed, of course, and the two hopped back into the cool mountain
river to wash up. They passed the time not only cleaning their own
bodies, but exploring each others as well. They soon discovered a
willing partner is a much better model for learning about your own
anatomy than a mirror could possibly be.

After they finished, Marle got up and sauntered over to the pile of
wet clothes, bringing them over to the water hole and spreading them
out on the warm grass to dry while Lucca playfully swatted at her butt
cheeks. Jumping back in with her friend, she swiftly jammed two fingers
in the purple cunt in retaliation, smiling as Lucca grimaced in
pleasure before pulling her lover close for another kiss.

"If I'm going to be trapped four hundred years in the past, I
couldn't have asked for a better companion." she said truthfully,
gg ing into her mate's eyes.

"It's going to be some life..." Marle replied with a laugh. She
would've said more, but a large shadow suddenly loomed over both of
them.

"A little early to be counting me out, don't you think?" said
Crono, looming over the naked girls with his hands on his hips and a
broad smile.


/----------------------------\
|Chapter 7 - The Hidden Truth|
\----------------------------/


ono,ono, you're here!" Marle explained, completely forgetting what
she *wasn't* wearing. Clothes, of course. She leapt out of the shallow
water and onto the ground, hugging her hero tightly as her wet breasts
soaked into his clothes.

Lucca just smirked from her wet abode, making no effort to cover
her body seeing that the blonde wasn't. "We didn't really know what
happened." the scientist explained. "I'm had guessed that we got pulled
in the portal with you."

"But you weren't sure." Crono finished, placing his hands on
Marle's wet back and gently stroking her smooth flesh nonchalantly. "So
you went ahead and started the fun without me..." The princess realized
what he said, and suddenly backed away, making a halfhearted effort to
cover herself for modesty's sake.

"How long... were you watching?" she squeaked ashamedly, feeling
her slit begin to burn at the mere thought.

"Long enough to see the two of you go at it." Crono replied with a
wide grin. To prove it, he reached over and gently pulled the hand that
was covering her pussy over to his crotch. Marle gasped slightly at the
hard flesh concealed within, emanating as much heat as her own aroused
loins. "And as much as I'd love to, I wouldn't want to ignore my girl."

He turned to Lucca, by now standing up in the pool and watching the
lust flare between the t