Legend of Krystal

Disclaimer: This story is a non-profit piece for entertainment purposes only. I do not own any rights to Star Fox, places, names or other words associated with the franchise.

Author’s Notes:
First off let me say thank you to all those who reviewed and offered me encouragement. I will address all reviewers at the end of the story.
Second, I have to apologize for taking so long to get this chapter up. I had this chapter ready for posting last week, but the more I reviewed it the less I liked it. So I rewrote it into the current one posted now, in addition I became conflicted several times about where I wanted to take the story in both versions. I’m much happier with this version as I think it is written better and it develops the story while keeping a small sex scene in it in a reasonable amount of space. I still have the other version and maybe later on I’ll post it but for right now this is the version I am going with.
Third, the third chapter is going to be delayed as I am going to go back and tune up the first chapter.
Fourth, like I said in the first chapter I am intentionally writing a different version than the game, which I go back to often for inspiration and ideas, so that you, the reader, will be intrigued to see what the game is like. It might sound like I’m trying to kiss ass, but credit still goes to Playshapes and the LOK development team for the inspiration and the drive that they have given me with the game and their own plans and work for further additions to it.
Fifth, this more of a plot driven chapter, if you want the sex scene it is at the very end and does not make up most of this chapter. Sorry if you were really looking forward to that. Like I said in the first chapter I am writing this because I was curious about how the characters would react and what the interactions they would have with others would be. The sex is just a major bonus. Who doesn't like porn anyway? That and I’m a pervert who likes furry porn.

Legend of Krystal
Ch. 2

Welcome to Sharpclaw Village,
Now Be a Good Little Prize

She could hear birds chirping. She felt flashes of sunlight on her eyes. The smell and crackle of a fire burning. A gentle breeze flowed across her face bringing with it a smoky pine scent. But why, why did she feel, smell, and hear these things? Why did her head hurt so much? Why was everything so foggy? She rubbed the bridge of her nose to ease away some of the pain and was surprised to feel something wet and sticky. Closing her hand around it and pulling, she winced as it stuck to some of her fur; finally she groggily opened her eyes and looked at what was in her hand. It looked like silk from a spider’s web, and several lines were connected to her muzzle from her hand. She sniffed at the substance, its salty-sweet smell tickling something at the back of her mind, and despite trying, couldn’t place it. Giving up on that mystery she began to finally examine her surroundings. As she looked up at a thatched roof she came to the realization that she was lying down on a bed. Closer examination revealed that someone had laid a blanket over her as well. She sat up to get a better look only to be hit by a wave of dizziness from sitting up too fast and she dropped back to the pillow. After taking a few moments to recollect herself she slowly sat up, again the dizziness came but it was more manageable this time. As she sat up, the blanket draped across her body slid down and Krystal felt the cool gentle breeze brush across her arms, stomach, ribs, shoulders, and breasts. Why was she able to feel so much more wind across her body then she should’ve in her flight suit? Noticing a full length mirror she tossed off the blanket and unsteadily came to stand before it and examined what she was wearing. A gold bikini, front and back loincloth, high heeled sandals, gold forearm guards, gold neck guard, a gold head band, gold shin guards, gold shoulder guards, and a red ruby jewel hung from a gold rope chain on her forehead. The cool breeze caressed almost her entire body, she felt it up and down her legs, gently teased her exposed rump, and rubbed across the tops of her feet nipping at her toes. Examining her clothes she found engravings on the forearm and shin guards and bikini. Upon closer examination she was disturbed to see that the engravings were actually scenes.
Scenes in which Sharpclaw soldiers were depicted as brutally fucking anything female, in all multitude of positions and in all holes, the scenes were placed in a circle around another scene in which a massive dinosaur with an equally massive dick was rutting against some poor lizard girl. As she looked at the engravings she noticed that it was not just her face covered in the white stuff but her breasts as well. Grabbing some in her hand she gently lifted it up to her nose, and sniffed it again before her dainty tongue shot out and pulled a little glob into her mouth. The salty taste again tickled something her in mind. She took a closer look at her forearm guards. In some of the scenes the Sharpclaw were shown climaxing onto and in their victims. Unpleasant memories forced their way to the front of her mind. She had been flying a mission with Fox. Sharpclaw had landed on her fighter, ripped off her canopy, and then… Krystal staggered as she finally remembered the whole episode, backing into a table she hadn’t noticed she fell to the ground. She remembered being forced to swallow their cum and felt her body grow weak and her stomach heave. She rose to her hands and knees and shakily began to crawl to a doorway with a deerskin door gently swinging in the breeze. She felt dirty and used as she remembered the feel of their cum on her. Her stomach heaved again, and she desperately looked for a bucket, a hole, anything that she could deposit her forced lunch into. The deerskin door was flung open and Krystal could make out a feminine shape as the sun was at its back. She took few steps in and let the door fall behind her. Krystal could now see that it was a lizard woman, wearing a black metal bikini, front and back thong, and black high heeled sandals, and black hair bands. Her hair was black and she had yellow eyes instead of the red the Sharpclaw soldiers had. She had in her hands two wooden trays with cups and plates on them. The Lizard girl looked down at Krystal and raised a single thin black eyebrow in question.
“Got to throw up.” Krystal supplied plaintively.
The lizard woman rolled her eyes, gave a sigh of exasperation, and stepped over the vixen to the table. She laid the trays down then headed over to the foot of the bed Krystal had been in. Krystal followed her movements till she felt her stomach begin to heave again. This time she wouldn’t be able to hold it and clenched her eyes to block out the bile that was making its way through her system. She heard something thunk down in front of her and opened her eyes to see a wooden bucket. Krystal gratefully latched onto it, propped her head on the edge and several seconds later regurgitated the contents of her stomach into the bucket. The lizard woman sat down at the table opposite the chair Krystal was closest to, crossed her arms and legs and with a patience born of necessity simply watched the vomiting vixen. Krystal heaved two more times followed by several dry heaves before she was finally done. She spat, pushed the bucket away from her, crawled to the remaining chair, pulled herself into it and slumped against the back. She licked her teeth trying to get the aftertaste out of her mouth. She was massaging the bridge of her nose with her eyes closed when she heard scrapping on the table. Giving a peek through a claw she saw a wooden bowl filled with water. The lizard girl spoke for the first time.

“Rinse.”
Though she had spoken simply, her voice held an authoritative tone. Krystal glanced back and forth between the lizard girl and the bowl a couple times before reclosing her eyes, leaning her head back, returning to massaging, and gave a small grunt.
“Rinse.” This time there was a firmer tone. “Rinse.”
“Is that the only word you know?” Krystal snapped back, her mind still trying to digest the events that had placed her here.
“Rinse. It will help with the taste.”
Krystal stopped what she was doing, and took a cautious sniff before emptying the water into her mouth and swishing back and forth. While she rinsed the lizard girl talked.
“I’m sure the crash has disorientated you and you’ll want to know where you are. You are in the center of the Sharpcaw Tribe village. Your ship crashed to the west of here.”
Krystal spat her used water back into the bowl and gave a nod.
“Why am I here?
The lizard girl pushed a tray across the table and Krystal could see that it had various food stuffs on it.
“Eat.”
Krystal picked at some the food wondering what it was and whether it was safe for her to eat. She took a sniff of something that looked like beef jerky and her stomach gave a growl telling her to give up her suspicions. She glanced at the lizard girl.
“Eat; there are some dried fruits, candied and dry meats, bread, rolls, and water.”
Krystal held her glare. The lizard sighed, took a candied meat from Krystal’s tray, took a bite, and swallowed. The blue furred vixen waited and when nothing happened dug in with abandonment, only stopping to take a drink of water. After watching for a few minutes the lizard girl spoke up.
“After all it would do us no good to poison the tribe’s new prize, now would it?”
Krystal choked on a roll, and hacked and coughed till she washed the obstruction down with water.
“What! What does that mean?”
The lizard girl winced.
“There is no need to yell child. I am sitting right here.”
“Just answer the question. And I’m not much younger than you are.”
The lizard girl took a sip of her water, followed by a dainty nibble on some candied meat from her tray, then looked at the vixen like a teacher would at a child in need of some minor scolding.
“First, I am older than you in the experience of how this tribe works which does make you a child in my eyes. Second, you know precisely what I mean when I say prize don’t you?”
The lizard girl gave nod in the direction of her armor. Krystal looked down at her armor, then at the lizard girl aghast.
“You mean…”
“Now it dawns on you.”
The lizard let it seep in a little more then continued.
“My name Sharnia, and I am the head female of the Sharpclaw tribe. My job is once a junior female becomes mature enough or if we capture one attractive enough I am assigned to take care of them. You could say I’m a handler of sorts.”
Krystal had recovered from her shock enough now to realize what Sharnia wasn’t saying.
“A peddler in sexual servitude you mean!”
Sharnia looked genuinely offended; whether she actually was Krystal couldn’t tell.
“Not at all my provocative little Vulpes vulpes. You see that is simply the way the tribe works. The females cook, clean, birth and rear our young, build and maintain the village, and an assortment of other things needed for our village to run. The males, all males are soldiers; they hunt, protect the tribe, and expand our borders. In return for our safety and the protection of our future young they may take us in any way they choose whenever they choose. And for their extra enjoyment they are allowed to take prizes when victorious in combat. And you are a prize from their most recent victory.”
Krystal shot up, knocking her chair over.
“So I’m to be a sex slave for the rest of my life? I’d rather die at my own hand of my own free will!”

A soldier ran in at the shouting and Krystal turned a defiant look on him. Despite dropping into a fighting stance there was a look of uncertainty on the gallant vixens face. Krystal knew she was a good fighter, she was confident enough to know she could win against the lizards, but she also knew she was still suffering from the effects of the crash and her reawaking and she swayed a little from side to side off balance. Seeing his chance the soldier advanced on her and Krystal backed up a few steps before Sharnia halted the soldier.
“Wait.”
Krystal shot questioning glance at Sharnia who gave a nod at the soldier’s crotch. Krystal was repulsed to see the lizard sporting a large erection with pre-cum dripping from it.
“Do not misinterpret what I have done. I’ve only kept him from raping you for the moment.”
“For the moment?”
Sharnia nodded.
“Yes. Remember what I said earlier, you are the village’s new prize and as a result the soldiers may take you in any way they chose. However you always have at least two options. You can go ahead and fulfill whatever request they have and it will be the end of it. Or you can try to refuse them in which case the fighting will excite them and you will have to do more than what he originally wanted and maybe even take care of other soldiers. Understand?”
Krystal digested what her ‘handler’ had just said. If she gave in and just pleasured the damn thing it will get its rocks off and leave her alone. But if she refused or tried to fight it would just rape her anyway. And if it couldn’t do it on its own then its comrades would come and they would rape her too. But what about escape?
“What if I manage to escape?”
Sharnia gave a sigh of exasperation.
“To where? The village lies in a valley and the only way out of the valley is through the caves to the East which one can only get through with General Scale’s approval or on a patrol. And once you were caught, again, well, I’m sure you can guess what would happen to you for your punishment right? And not only that, you would also loose whatever small chance of being freed then as well.”
Krystal was shocked! She could earn her freedom?

“How could I earn my freedom?”
“By earning the General’s favor and I’m sure you can guess how you do that.”
“By having sex with him I’m sure.” Krystal was disgusted, was sex all these Sharpclaw thought about?
“Maybe, but first he had to have heard about how good you are from his soldiers.”
Okay so that was only if necessary, she could still try for escape if Fox crashed in the valley with her, but if he had then where was he?
“The other fighter, where did it crash?”
“Your friend fell far to the East of here beyond the Dark Woods which lie on the other side of the afore mentioned caves. So what is your choice? Will you please him or should I just yell for more soldiers so they can gang rape you?”
Bidding for more time she came up with another question.
“What happened to my flight suit and my staff?”
“They are in the General’s hut, if you manage to earn your freedom he may return them to you.”
Krystal again tried to come up with another option, some other way to earn her freedom than sacrifice her pride and body. There just had to be some other way! Yet try as she did, she could think of none. Sharnia gave another sigh.
“I’m tired of waiting and so is he.” She looked at the soldier. “Take her, I care not how.”
“No, wait!”
Sharnia signaled the soldier who gave a growl of frustration but complied anyway.
“I’ll… I’ll do it.” Krystal set her heart, if the only way to find Fox was to go through the caves and the only way through those caves was with that filthy general’s approval, then so be it. It certainly didn’t mean that she had to like it though. She walked up to the soldier.
“What do you want me to do? Bend over the table? Suck you off? Boob job? What?”
The soldier was momentarily surprised at her sudden reversal and aggressiveness, yet recovered and signaled the vixen to do a spin. Halfway through the spin he decided on his course of action for he grabbed the vixen’s arm and roughly bent her over the table. With a swipe of his hand, Krystal’s loin cloth fell to the floor around her feet and she felt the lizard press his large member against her vaginal opening.

She clenched her mouth and gripped the table as she readied herself to be violated in her most private of places by an unwanted cock as he rubbed his tip up and down her slit wetting it with his pre-cum. He gave a few timid pushes that elicited whimpers from the vixen, before finally shoving his full length into her, making her cry out in pain. She squirmed around on his cock trying to get used to his length pressing deep within her and the girth splitting her. Tears of pain and humiliation formed at the edge of her eyes as the lizard began to slowly push his dick in and out of her. Each thrust eliciting a whimper from the subjugated vixen. She closed her eyes, gripped the edge of the table tighter, and tried to block out what was happening to her. It was humiliating! She was a princess, a proud warrior, and a member of the elite Starfox Team. Why was this happening to her? Things got worse for her as the soldier picked up speed and found her G spot. The first time he hit it, she let out a cry of surprise. Slowly the pain became pleasure as he rammed his massive cock into her. She couldn’t help it, it was starting to feel too good, and as a result her whimpers became moans even as she tried to deny the pleasure that was awakening within her. She started to mix words of denial in between her ever increasing moans of pleasure. Tears of shame ran down her face as the soldier shifted his grip from her hips to her elbows and pulled her back with each thrust so that he went deeper. His thrusts became hard enough to lift her feet off the floor by several inches each time, the fucking was now at a frenzied pace and Krystal’s head was being rocked back each time. Her muscles began to tense up and she could feel the waves of a climax building within her even as she tried to keep it from happening by reminding herself that she was being raped. She began to sob openly now as she felt her climax drawing closer.

Finally, with a sob wrenched cry, her body betrayed her and she climaxed, she shook and quivered as waves of pleasure plowed through her. Her muscles clenching down on his cock drove the lizard on and after a few more thrusts he slammed himself up to the hilt and let loose a mighty roar as he filled her with his cum. She arched her back with a scream; tears flew from her face as her eyes opened wide at the sudden filing within her. With each of his thrusts his cum and her fluids mixed together and she felt herself filled more and more with his seed until she could take no more and it shot out back onto the soldier’s cock and balls. The mixture of juices leaked out of her filled hole and ran down her inner thighs, soaking her fur in her nether regions and dripping onto the floor. He gave another thrust before pulling out and spraying his spunk all over the vixen’s rump, tail, and back, she felt a glob land on her shoulder as she sunk, sobbing, to her knees without his support. He jerked himself off to one last spurt that landed in her hair, gave a snort of satisfaction, and then ambled out of the hut to return to his duties. Cum dripped out of Krystal at a steady rate forming a small puddle that she collapsed into as sobs wracked her body. It wasn’t fair, it wasn’t supposed to happen this way. She was supposed to be doing these things with Fox, not with some damned lizard men! She curled up into a fetal position feeling dirty, contaminated, and violated. Unmoved, Sharnia watched from her chair as the once proud vixen sobbed on the floor now nothing more than a pathetic sex slave.
“It is good you know your place now, for it will make things easier for you later.”

Review Acknowledgments: To all reviewers I want to say thank you for taking the time to read and review my first chapter. I was really unsure about how I had done with it and all of you gave me positive reinforcement. Thank you for motivating me.
Ninesenshi: The day after I posted the chapter I started on this one. I do intend to continue to write this story until it is done. Though I have no clue when that will be. I have a rough outline in my head, but I’m not telling. ;)
Kit-Karamak: Thank you very much for letting me know about the ‘damn’ I didn’t even notice it until you said something then when I looked at it. You’re also right about Krystal being a little too helpless. I hope I corrected that a little in this chapter. Like I said in the notes at the beginning I am going back and tuning up chapter 1. I’ll try to correct her helplessness so she is more in character.
Skullfox: No problem with that. The more the merrier I say. Just remember to give credit where credit is due. Not talking about myself but about Playshapes and the LOK team. RagingDemon: Thank you for telling me about the forum. I’ve actually been following it for a while, they are driven team of talented individuals and hardly a day goes by that I don’t check the boards. I can’t wait until a version .3 comes out but I don’t have a choice.