A Frail First Impression

"A Frail First Impression"
by ricobanderas9
Tradefic for sixman
2769 words

Nuns were usually... not this sexy.

Crono and his childhood friend Lucca climbed the steps to the mysterious shrine, where four nuns were in the middle of a ceremony. If they had paid a little more attention, they would have noticed that the door through which they came closed with a dooming 'click,' and that the gowns they word had subtle slits that revealed orange-red scaly skin. If they had paid more attention, they would have seen the shiny black nail polish on the sharp talons of the nuns. If they looked closer, they would have seen glossy black lipstick with red pencil-lines on their lips, and deep red eyeshadow. If they had looked closer, they would have seen tiny fangs. The heroes were excited to have just learned the new technique "Fire Whirl." After a long childhood of never seeing things on the same page- of course, Crono was the spikey-haired martial arts enthusiast and Lucca was the engineering brainiac- they had a creation that they could share together. Unfortunately, a very mind-distracting creation.

Crono walked up to the corner, the nuns seemingly ignoring him, where he saw a little sparkle on the ground. Of course, he's always the silent one, so we can only imagine him putting two and two together and realize that the sparkle was a hairpin, Guardia's royal crest. He then drew his sword. Marle was here, and dropped the crest- these women meant trouble.

“So the spikey-boy wants to play, does he?” teased one of them, “Then we can play.”

The nuns walked, almost in ceremony, to the front of the altar, and shrieked as they gowns flew off and four Naga-demons were revealed. These were Naga-ettes, the lowest in the food chain of seductive lamia-type creatures but definitely a challenge for inexperienced adventurers such as Crono and Lucca. They had scaly red bottoms, smooth, hourglass flesh, adornments of rings and necklaces all over their arms and necks, and golden plates for bras. Their necks were ravishing, they red hair ponytailed and voluptuous, and their slithering tongues surprisingly exotic and appealing.

Crono made the first move, dashing at one and slashing. Unfortunately, he missed, and the Naga jumped out of the way, blowing a kiss. A heart trailed toward Crono as she said, “Why don’t you slow down a bit, you’ll get too tired my dear!” The heart exploded on him as all of a sudden his world seemed… slower.

It was the next Naga’s turn. He ran to try to get out of the way, but his movements were a little slower. She, too, blew him a kiss, one heart that exploded upon him as she puckered her lips and let loose.

They each followed in turn, as if the four Nagas had coordinated this among themselves. The second one slowed him down, then another pair of lips hit him, and then another. A complete barrage, completely overwhelming him- it would be impossible for Crono to defened. Focus on the male of the party, and make him slow? You bet.

They slithered towards him as he slowed down, saying, “You should be slower… much slower… you’re moving way too fast…” Lucca screamed in response, “You hussies! Take this!” as she sprayed fire from her gun at one of them, burning her skin.

“Yeouch! Snakes don’t like that!” as the Naga yelped in pain.

Crono could barely move when it was his turn. It felt like he was moving through molasses, and he desperately tried to get away as the Naga-ette’s slithered towards him. But then he realized that they weren’t trying to get at him. They were moving towards Lucca. Wait, Lucca! She… damn them!

He attempted to slash, but with his slow speed what seemed to be the leader Naga just slithered effortlessly out of the way.

That Naga giggled and advanced toward Lucca, slashing at her so hard that she fell to the ground and shrieked in pain. The second Naga followed in turn, going down to Lucca and whacking her with her tail. The third came toward Crono, who desperately tried to evade her, and instead of whacking him… she… touched him? The fourth- the fourth came to Lucca who was completely dazed- in fact, she had lost all but 4 of her hit points, and propped her up, taking her head into her arms and propping her so that she would face Crono.

“Not so strong anymore, are we, spikey-boy?”

(in sign language) “Ugh… don’t you dare touch her or I’ll shove this up you so far!”

“I’m sure you’ll be shoving all sorts of things into me, sexy spikey-boy,” she teased, licking her lips.

(in sign language) “That’s… not what I meant.”

“Oh, it soon will be, my dear,” she said as the Naga holding him gently stroked him but he batted her away. It was his turn, but he was so slowed that he could barely move. The most he could do was pointlessly offer weak resistance to her advances.

“Here is the deal. You can barely move, and we’re about to knock out your friend.”

(in sign language) “Ugh… if you dare…”

“What are you going to do? Can you even revive her?”

Crono remembered if he had anymore Revives. Crap. Lucca used the last one when he got too close to those things that looked like shrubs but weren’t quite. He just stammered, embarrassed and scared in response.

“That’s ok. You see, we’re nice Naga-ettes. We want what’s best for you. We will treat you right, if you just do as we say.”

(in sign language) “Not a chance…”

The leader motioned to the one holding Lucca, who brought up her claw, the black nails glistening in the candlelight of the so-called ‘holy’ place. Crono brought forth his hand to say “No,” and the four Naga-ettes giggled as they looked back. He saw the look on Lucca’s face- she was desperate and scared, not wanting to be KO’ed, but she wanted Crono to fight as well. He dropped his sword to the ground.

“Good boy, now, drop your pants.”

(in sign language) “Huh?”

“Drop your pants.”

(in sign language) “No.”

Again, one motion and the claw came down… and just as fast as the order was given, Crono’s pants came down to save his friend, revealing some white shorts and a huge bulge. The Naga-ette that held him from behind brought her hand forward and “accidentally” brushed it against his swollen member through the pants, making it twitch although that was the last thing he wanted right now.

The leader licked her lips and gyrated as she slithered closer to him.

“That’s right… let’s see some more,” she teased, slashing down perfectly to tear off his shorts and leave them in a heap along with his pants and sword- his equipment and heroism literally being stripped away from him bit by bit.

His member was huge. He couldn’t hide it. These women were hot- ultra, crazy, once-in-a-lifetime hot. And it wasn’t even a turn-off that they had tails. It was a bit exotic and left some kinky things for the imagination.

“And now, enter me,” she said as she brought herself down on him. He knew it was the only way. Otherwise, she would have ordered the other one that was about to hurt Lucca.

Crono completely ignored the Naga-ette that was holding Lucca. But she was constantly caressing her, whispering things in her ear, wonderful things and wonderful promises in a very sweet voice. She brushed her perfumed body against the girl, who never had time for such things and savored them deeply as a result. As time passed, she grew more and more tempting. What began as caresses and whispers became blown kisses, slowing her down, more and more. And pretty soon those enticing lips that puckered for the slowing spell were on her ear, her cheek, and her lips, leaving little black lipstick marks all over the poor heroine. And pretty soon Lucca was returning those kisses. Returning them deeply, with tongue, with hands, with her whole body… as the Naga-ette finished her spell, and the true seduction.

The Naga-ette leader came down on Crono’s cock as he howled (using sign language) in pleasure. Her pussy was located right above where her tail began, and very, very wet, allowing his cock to glide in almost effortlessly, albeit with a rigorous initial push because it was very tight, like a glove or envelope designed to fit it with not too much extra room. His extra width rubbed her pleasurably as juices coated the member, and she brought her lips down to give him a little kiss on the lips for effect. Now, he didn’t even care anymore, he wanted to get this humiliation over with and perhaps find an opening. But instead it seemed he was just giving into their blackmail, their little game.

She rode him and down, her arms around him as the other Naga-ette continually massaged his back, and the third Naga-ette sat at the organ and began to play a triumphant game-over theme. As the long, drawn-out and hopeless chords riffed on, the leader continued to kiss Crono as she pumped up, and let him give that same triumphant, conquering push into her, spurting precum as their juices mixed together. She came up, and down, with a delicious squeak each time their bodies lapped against each other, and just for effect she blew another kiss to him, slowing him more. But it was the monster girl riding him, so she could have at it as she liked. The game-over music still played in the background as she gave him another little kiss and whispered in his ear,

“A little much, isn’t it? Why don’t you just cum for me, and we’ll make sure you and your friend are in good hands.”

That would seem like a diplomatic resolution. Next time, he would have to go gain more levels before he fought such voluptuous maidens. However, the prospects didn’t look too bad. It looked like they would be ok. They were going to let them go. The one thing Crono learned was when to tell when people were lying, and these Naga-ette’s, although not technically ‘people,’ were not lying when they said they would be ok. But perhaps they had vastly different definitions of ‘ok.’ This didn’t cross Crono’s mind.

He was getting harder, firmer, and began to twitch as she moved up and down, hissing and grabbing him harder. Crono was about to let go, about to give in, when the Naga-ette riding him whispered,

“Cum for me, spikey-boy… cuuuuuuuum into… meeeeeee… hissssss….”

And he exploded into her as she licked his ear sensually. As the Naga continued to ride him, he pumped all his remaining juices into her. As she spurted some of her cum onto his member as well, orgasming part from the pleasure of Crono’s member, and part from the pleasure knowing that she was a made Naga-ette… she would have anything she wanted for taking a hero like this.

The Naga playing the organ stopped momentarily, flipped a switch, and the organ moved, as Crono recovered. It took him a few moments, but as his spurts subsided and he dismounted, trying to cover up his humiliation with his hands as the other Nagas giggled.

“We told you we would take care of you,” she breathed heavily, recovering from her orgasm. The fourth Naga was still continuing her sensual work on Lucca as the two made out on the steps, fondling each other slowly and heavily as the Naga completely wrapped her tail around her. Of course, the sheer pleasure of Crono’s orgasm and the advances and kisses of the monster was a little… mind-numbing. Dazing? Hypnotic?

Crono Cloud made some sign language to say, “What about Lucca?” His dulled mind didn’t put two and two together to know that Lucca making out with and worshipping the Naga’s body was probably a bad thing for their adventure.

Lucca saw this, and broke lips with the Naga to look at Crono with lustful eyes. “I’ll be fine… if we stay with them, Crono… she told me that it’s very, very nice in the back. Maybe we should leave our equipment here, and go in the back with them?” She turned back to the Naga mid-sentence, obviously unable to control her newfound adoration for her for more than a few seconds. The Naga-ette offered no protest as she happily took the heroine in her arms and overwhelmed her with her hypnotic, magical lips.

All the kisses had slowly wiped away Crono’s resistance, and the slow spells also slowed his mind. The one thing he did know was that he needed to protect Lucca and do what was best for her. Of course, that made perfect sense. If they stayed, this would be best for Lucca, because she wanted it! Also, it felt very nice. Yes, it was a good thing to stay. The Naga behind him sensed this wonderful logic, and stroked him sensually like she was rewarding a puppy. He purred, and left his sword there as he stammered to the leader as if to say “Yes.”

They brought up their new catches and motioned them to a hidden door behind where the organ was. Lucca reluctantly came to her feet, as the other one guided her and stroked her. Crono recovered a bit, but went wherever he needed to go to ensure that Lucca was ok.

“We’ll have a loooot of fun, Crono… you bet, it will be so much fun…” and she giggled deeply, her gun falling to the ground with a clank. She removed her bionic helmet that she worked so hard to create, and let it, too, fall with a thud. Her hair came down a bit as the Naga brushed it, eager to know more about the features of her thrall. She would learn a lot more in the hours to come.

"Off to bed with you... that's it..." hissed one, the leader gave Crono a little pat on the butt as she guided him through. She also whispered in Lucca's ear, "You'll make a very fine vampiress for Magus. All we need to do is give you some nicer make-up."

The heroes were completely and utterly sex-ized by the Naga-ettes. The battle didn’t end in a game over, although the Naga went back to playing the organ. All these events were considered an alternate ending to Chrono Trigger, so, instead, they had the whole ending play out instead of ending it abruptly.

As she ushered them through the door, a short frog with a massive sword struck down the main door, having heard a rumor that heroes from the future had come to save them all from their plight. He looked to the back of the long room to see two outlanders- perhaps them- being led through the hidden passage. Were these the two heroes? So much for heroes. It was a very frail first impression for Frog.

"Thou!!" screamed the frog.

"What's that?" muttered one of them, turning around.

And the two disappeared through the door, as the leader closed it with a 'click.' That ‘click’ sealed Crono and Lucca away forever. There was no more hope- they were done, willingly entering the door and no way possible for them to come out. Anybody with remotely the strength to help them was in another time, and the secret to traveling through time… well, lay with the two that came in the door. So it was truly the end.

"My sisters will see that they have a wonderful time behind there." She put her back against the door and pushed her breasts outward, twirling her tail around seductively as she eyed Frog. "And would you care to join them?"

He turned around. Four Naga-ette's were a bit much for him to handle. However, it seemed that two more had appeared behind him at the door. They all began to advance upon him, lowering their breast coverings and revealing their beautiful skin. He kept glancing back and forth, debating whether to run or strike. But they made that decision for him, as they voluptuous breasts came closer... closer... closer...

The moment was so hot that none of the Nagas remembered who claimed the first kiss.

"Ribbit," he yelped, forgetting what their clan had done to Cyrus, and then they were upon him.

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Possible sequels: more sex scenes and deeper conditioning behind the doors, the taking of Frog, presentation before a (female version of) Flea and hypnosis