The Planet Styx
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
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2,140
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The Planet Styx
Warning: This is a Dark Fic. It contains material others would find highly inappropriate. Please do not read this if you have a low tolerance to very graphic reading and violent material. Thank you.
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Delivering the final blow, Peppita clamored at the wreck that once stood as a Convictor. “Hah, too easy!”
“We just managed to get lucky; that thing barely noticed us in time to make a single move,” Maria countered. “If that thing would’ve summoned up a gale in time, we could’ve been torn to pieces.”
“She’s right; let’s just hope we can avoid any more of those,” Cliff jumped in.
“All done,” Sophia stated as she finished casting Healing on the party. “I sure hope we can get back to a shop soon; we’re starting to run out of blackberries.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Fayt calmly exclaimed. “If we do manage to run out, we’ll just have to make do with our food.”
The group started their trip back to the pod as they begun to notice their surroundings having shifted quite a bit. “What happened to the path?!” Cliff shouted.
“The ground must have been shaken up quite a bit from that Convictor’s entrance,” Fayt stated. “Everyone, watch your step.”
Traversing their way through the maze of endless rock was the least of their trouble as they were confronted by numerous machines and Enforcers. Cleverly slipping by the group of enemies, they managed to find an open path, hopefully leading straight back to the pod. Unknown to the party, not everyone was accounted for.
“Hello?” Peppita shouted, “Is anyone there?!” A wild sandstorm picked up in front of the young lady and she knew she’d be attacked by a Convictor if she didn’t hurry off to safety. Gathering up her spilt mentality, she dashed behind the nearest boulder and snuck a peak at the scene. As she previously guessed, a Convictor dropped to the ground in record time, scouting the area for any anomalies. “Just great…” After what appeared to be a quick scan, it dashed off after leaving yet another wild storm. Peppita coughed as the trail of dust sent shivers down her spine. Not being one to waste time, she dashed from rock to rock, hoping to find the others. “Gosh, I sure hope they didn’t already leave.” ‘Nonsense, there’s no way they’d leave me behind. Any second now, they’ll start searching.’
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Aboard the Diplo, Fayt and the others sighed as they managed to escape what seemed like an eternity of sand. “Glad to have you all back, especially you, Captain!” Lieber exclaimed. “Hopefully everybody’s in one piece.”
“Is everyone safe and accounted for?” Marietta questioned.
“Yeah, looks like the whole bunch is here,” Cliff clamored. “I’m sure we’d be the first to know if anyone was missing, geez.”
“Just making sure; we wouldn’t want anyone left down there in that Hell.”
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Wandering back to the pod, Peppita spotted a number of events, definitely worth a laugh or two when she got back with the others. One was the odd behavior between the Convictors and the machines. It was as if the Convictor was scanning the machines and somehow determining whether or not to delete such an entity. Another was how territorial the Enforcers were. If anything was to step within their space, you could bet the “problem” would be gone in a matter of seconds. Of course, it may end differently if the invader was a Convictor.
Lost in thought, Peppita did not notice the threat within her path. “Oof,” Peppita huffed as she bumped into the obstruction, sending her tumbling to the ground. Gazing upward, she found herself face to face with a Proclaimer. The emotionless mask portrayed on the lovely maiden was unusually intimidating and Peppita found herself paralyzed with goose bumps. “Aaah!” Peppita shouted as she made to run away only to be surrounded by yet another Proclaimer. Stopped in her traps, Peppita had to think of something quick or this could end badly. Searching her belongings, she only found duck-duck bombs, which she only bought because they were adorable.
Out of options, she threw the toy at the false goddess, instantly stunning her. Reaching back for another, the other Proclaimer had already begun its attack, firing off a quick energy wave straight for Peppita. The wave hit Peppita dead in the stomach, sending her rolling on the ground, many feet away. The blast had caused quite a laceration across her abdomen and instantly shredded the bottom of her jacket to ribbons. Unknown to her, the previously-stunned Proclaimer had already started a devastating move, causing many torrents of energy to circle around the beauty. Peppita managed to turn around only to catch a glimpse of the onslaught as it lifted her above the ground and caused many slashes across her body. Her clothes were no more unless you call tissues, clothing.
Sent to the ground once more, she knew both of her legs were undoubtedly broken, and her arms badly scarred. Trying to move, she sensed a huge swelling of pain rising through her abdomen as she coughed up a large volume of blood. The Proclaimers merely watched as the young maiden hacked up her fluids onto the dusty ground.
In an unexpected movement, one of the Proclaimers shifted towards Peppita’s face and lifted her off the ground into a sitting position. Peppita cried out in pain, but the Proclaimers seemed to not notice. The other Proclaimer speed hacked near Peppita’s legs, gripping the broken ankles and raising them into the air. Peppita could only scream out in agony as the Proclaimers continued their “attack.”
Bringing her legs to her side, thanks to Peppita’s flexibility, the Proclaimer lifted its own skirt, unveiling a concealed weapon. Pulling down the lingerie, the Proclaimer softly stroked at the hardening flesh. Peppita gazed in horror as she knew what was coming. “Please, no… Don’t do this to me!” The statement went unheard as the angel took aim and tore Peppita’s last line of defense in a single swoop.
Peppita could only scream as tears begun pouring down her face as the Proclaimer continued its harsh pounding. Every thrust brought her into a state of more tears as her legs were being beaten with unparalleled strength and her pelvis being torn open by the thick invader. The angel never skipped a beat and continued its harsh pace.
The other Proclaimer already had its own erection out and begun stroking the base of it. Harshly grabbing hold of Peppita’s head, she nearly twisted it fully around as she shoved her manhood into her mouth. Peppita could only mumble as the meat penetrated further down her guzzle. Not wasting any time, she began pounding in and out of Peppita’s mouth. She could feel the pole make its way down her throat and impossibly close in on her lungs, right before being yanked out and back down again. The repetition was relentless and caused Peppita to gag uncontrollably.
Here was the star of the Rosetti Troupe, virginity stolen by a false angel and being force-fed by another. She could only helplessly "scream" while the torment rained on by the unrelenting goddesses who still wore their emotionless masks. It was amazing how much strength the two had as they continuously pummeled Peppita from both sides sending pain rigorously throughout her body.
The speed of both Proclaimers never lessened and the torture seemed endless, but the angels found ways to spice up everything. The one pounding at her destroyed womanhood retrieved her erection and aimed at the smaller orifice south of there. Quickly jabbing deep within Peppita’s anal cavity in one thrust, Peppita managed to scream out even with the thick rod deep within her throat. Unrelenting, the angel made deep thrusts into her posterior, earning many muffled shouts and countless tears.
The other Proclaimer also decided to try something different. In succession with the throat-pounding, the vixen started to hold Peppita’s nose for a good thirty seconds, suffocating her. None of this slowed the angel down, however. The pounding seemed to only get worse as the goddess was now purposely driving deep into Peppita’s throat, jabbing at her lungs and causing blood to pour from her mouth, forming a puddle beneath her back. Peppita’s muffled cries never ceased, however.
The combination of the two was relentless as the other Proclaimer started a violent fisting of her womanhood as she pounded her ass. She managed to get most fingers in with ease, thanks to the brutal fucking, but the other two had quite a hard time fitting. Shoving them deep within, she began a harsh rhythm as she begun pumping not only her back-door, but also close to her intestines. You could even see the imprint of her fist on the lining of Peppita’s pelvis.
Peppita began to cry out even harder as the Proclaimer nearest her face, began twisting her head even further while tightening its grip on her hair. Some strands fell to the ground as she was shaken like a rag doll while being suffocated by the tool. Instantly, the vixen thrust deep into her throat and held there for what seemed like an eternity. Peppita’s throat yearned for air, but was not going to be rewarded.
While this was happening, the other had begun spilling its seed deep within her cavity. Switching the pole over to Peppita’s womanhood while releasing, she began to fill her up like a balloon, with no hope for stopping. The swelling became severe as the vixen never ceased and Peppita cried out for it to stop, but there was no hope for this occurring. Bloating out to an unrealistic size, Peppita nearly passed out from the overwhelming feeling, but this was not to happen. The other maiden had also begun to release directly down her throat at an uncontrollable pace, coating her insides with the sloppy mess. Even while coming, the angel continued its throat-ravaging and even pinched Peppita’s nose shut to finish the experience.
Now being blown up from both sides at an unrealistic scale, Peppita could only watch and scream as she was suffocated by the two vixens. Suddenly, her limbs started growing numb starting with her fingertips and moving towards her shoulders. It worked its way down her body, all the way to her legs. Squirming from the suffocation brought on by the goddesses, she knew there was nothing she could do but accept defeat. Upon closing her eyes, images flashed through her head of past experiences. Regardless of most pertaining to enjoyable events, they only saddened her as she knew she would never be able to enjoy them again.
'Ursus… Gonnella… Piccolotto… Dulcinea… Elayne… I’ll miss you, all.'
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Sorry about the ending; I couldn’t think of an amazing way to end it without making the death extremely cheesy. (It still seems extremely cheesy.) Also, sorry about the length of it; tried thinking of more descriptions in the scene, but didn’t know how to fit some in. Please comment on anything you think might need to be improved, and rate. Constructive flames are highly appropriate and are welcome. If you see any spelling or grammar mistakes, please notify me of them and they shall be fixed.
P.S. Yes, I know this does not follow basic anatomy, but neither do the enemies in Star Ocean: Till the End of Time.
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Delivering the final blow, Peppita clamored at the wreck that once stood as a Convictor. “Hah, too easy!”
“We just managed to get lucky; that thing barely noticed us in time to make a single move,” Maria countered. “If that thing would’ve summoned up a gale in time, we could’ve been torn to pieces.”
“She’s right; let’s just hope we can avoid any more of those,” Cliff jumped in.
“All done,” Sophia stated as she finished casting Healing on the party. “I sure hope we can get back to a shop soon; we’re starting to run out of blackberries.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Fayt calmly exclaimed. “If we do manage to run out, we’ll just have to make do with our food.”
The group started their trip back to the pod as they begun to notice their surroundings having shifted quite a bit. “What happened to the path?!” Cliff shouted.
“The ground must have been shaken up quite a bit from that Convictor’s entrance,” Fayt stated. “Everyone, watch your step.”
Traversing their way through the maze of endless rock was the least of their trouble as they were confronted by numerous machines and Enforcers. Cleverly slipping by the group of enemies, they managed to find an open path, hopefully leading straight back to the pod. Unknown to the party, not everyone was accounted for.
“Hello?” Peppita shouted, “Is anyone there?!” A wild sandstorm picked up in front of the young lady and she knew she’d be attacked by a Convictor if she didn’t hurry off to safety. Gathering up her spilt mentality, she dashed behind the nearest boulder and snuck a peak at the scene. As she previously guessed, a Convictor dropped to the ground in record time, scouting the area for any anomalies. “Just great…” After what appeared to be a quick scan, it dashed off after leaving yet another wild storm. Peppita coughed as the trail of dust sent shivers down her spine. Not being one to waste time, she dashed from rock to rock, hoping to find the others. “Gosh, I sure hope they didn’t already leave.” ‘Nonsense, there’s no way they’d leave me behind. Any second now, they’ll start searching.’
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Aboard the Diplo, Fayt and the others sighed as they managed to escape what seemed like an eternity of sand. “Glad to have you all back, especially you, Captain!” Lieber exclaimed. “Hopefully everybody’s in one piece.”
“Is everyone safe and accounted for?” Marietta questioned.
“Yeah, looks like the whole bunch is here,” Cliff clamored. “I’m sure we’d be the first to know if anyone was missing, geez.”
“Just making sure; we wouldn’t want anyone left down there in that Hell.”
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Wandering back to the pod, Peppita spotted a number of events, definitely worth a laugh or two when she got back with the others. One was the odd behavior between the Convictors and the machines. It was as if the Convictor was scanning the machines and somehow determining whether or not to delete such an entity. Another was how territorial the Enforcers were. If anything was to step within their space, you could bet the “problem” would be gone in a matter of seconds. Of course, it may end differently if the invader was a Convictor.
Lost in thought, Peppita did not notice the threat within her path. “Oof,” Peppita huffed as she bumped into the obstruction, sending her tumbling to the ground. Gazing upward, she found herself face to face with a Proclaimer. The emotionless mask portrayed on the lovely maiden was unusually intimidating and Peppita found herself paralyzed with goose bumps. “Aaah!” Peppita shouted as she made to run away only to be surrounded by yet another Proclaimer. Stopped in her traps, Peppita had to think of something quick or this could end badly. Searching her belongings, she only found duck-duck bombs, which she only bought because they were adorable.
Out of options, she threw the toy at the false goddess, instantly stunning her. Reaching back for another, the other Proclaimer had already begun its attack, firing off a quick energy wave straight for Peppita. The wave hit Peppita dead in the stomach, sending her rolling on the ground, many feet away. The blast had caused quite a laceration across her abdomen and instantly shredded the bottom of her jacket to ribbons. Unknown to her, the previously-stunned Proclaimer had already started a devastating move, causing many torrents of energy to circle around the beauty. Peppita managed to turn around only to catch a glimpse of the onslaught as it lifted her above the ground and caused many slashes across her body. Her clothes were no more unless you call tissues, clothing.
Sent to the ground once more, she knew both of her legs were undoubtedly broken, and her arms badly scarred. Trying to move, she sensed a huge swelling of pain rising through her abdomen as she coughed up a large volume of blood. The Proclaimers merely watched as the young maiden hacked up her fluids onto the dusty ground.
In an unexpected movement, one of the Proclaimers shifted towards Peppita’s face and lifted her off the ground into a sitting position. Peppita cried out in pain, but the Proclaimers seemed to not notice. The other Proclaimer speed hacked near Peppita’s legs, gripping the broken ankles and raising them into the air. Peppita could only scream out in agony as the Proclaimers continued their “attack.”
Bringing her legs to her side, thanks to Peppita’s flexibility, the Proclaimer lifted its own skirt, unveiling a concealed weapon. Pulling down the lingerie, the Proclaimer softly stroked at the hardening flesh. Peppita gazed in horror as she knew what was coming. “Please, no… Don’t do this to me!” The statement went unheard as the angel took aim and tore Peppita’s last line of defense in a single swoop.
Peppita could only scream as tears begun pouring down her face as the Proclaimer continued its harsh pounding. Every thrust brought her into a state of more tears as her legs were being beaten with unparalleled strength and her pelvis being torn open by the thick invader. The angel never skipped a beat and continued its harsh pace.
The other Proclaimer already had its own erection out and begun stroking the base of it. Harshly grabbing hold of Peppita’s head, she nearly twisted it fully around as she shoved her manhood into her mouth. Peppita could only mumble as the meat penetrated further down her guzzle. Not wasting any time, she began pounding in and out of Peppita’s mouth. She could feel the pole make its way down her throat and impossibly close in on her lungs, right before being yanked out and back down again. The repetition was relentless and caused Peppita to gag uncontrollably.
Here was the star of the Rosetti Troupe, virginity stolen by a false angel and being force-fed by another. She could only helplessly "scream" while the torment rained on by the unrelenting goddesses who still wore their emotionless masks. It was amazing how much strength the two had as they continuously pummeled Peppita from both sides sending pain rigorously throughout her body.
The speed of both Proclaimers never lessened and the torture seemed endless, but the angels found ways to spice up everything. The one pounding at her destroyed womanhood retrieved her erection and aimed at the smaller orifice south of there. Quickly jabbing deep within Peppita’s anal cavity in one thrust, Peppita managed to scream out even with the thick rod deep within her throat. Unrelenting, the angel made deep thrusts into her posterior, earning many muffled shouts and countless tears.
The other Proclaimer also decided to try something different. In succession with the throat-pounding, the vixen started to hold Peppita’s nose for a good thirty seconds, suffocating her. None of this slowed the angel down, however. The pounding seemed to only get worse as the goddess was now purposely driving deep into Peppita’s throat, jabbing at her lungs and causing blood to pour from her mouth, forming a puddle beneath her back. Peppita’s muffled cries never ceased, however.
The combination of the two was relentless as the other Proclaimer started a violent fisting of her womanhood as she pounded her ass. She managed to get most fingers in with ease, thanks to the brutal fucking, but the other two had quite a hard time fitting. Shoving them deep within, she began a harsh rhythm as she begun pumping not only her back-door, but also close to her intestines. You could even see the imprint of her fist on the lining of Peppita’s pelvis.
Peppita began to cry out even harder as the Proclaimer nearest her face, began twisting her head even further while tightening its grip on her hair. Some strands fell to the ground as she was shaken like a rag doll while being suffocated by the tool. Instantly, the vixen thrust deep into her throat and held there for what seemed like an eternity. Peppita’s throat yearned for air, but was not going to be rewarded.
While this was happening, the other had begun spilling its seed deep within her cavity. Switching the pole over to Peppita’s womanhood while releasing, she began to fill her up like a balloon, with no hope for stopping. The swelling became severe as the vixen never ceased and Peppita cried out for it to stop, but there was no hope for this occurring. Bloating out to an unrealistic size, Peppita nearly passed out from the overwhelming feeling, but this was not to happen. The other maiden had also begun to release directly down her throat at an uncontrollable pace, coating her insides with the sloppy mess. Even while coming, the angel continued its throat-ravaging and even pinched Peppita’s nose shut to finish the experience.
Now being blown up from both sides at an unrealistic scale, Peppita could only watch and scream as she was suffocated by the two vixens. Suddenly, her limbs started growing numb starting with her fingertips and moving towards her shoulders. It worked its way down her body, all the way to her legs. Squirming from the suffocation brought on by the goddesses, she knew there was nothing she could do but accept defeat. Upon closing her eyes, images flashed through her head of past experiences. Regardless of most pertaining to enjoyable events, they only saddened her as she knew she would never be able to enjoy them again.
'Ursus… Gonnella… Piccolotto… Dulcinea… Elayne… I’ll miss you, all.'
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Sorry about the ending; I couldn’t think of an amazing way to end it without making the death extremely cheesy. (It still seems extremely cheesy.) Also, sorry about the length of it; tried thinking of more descriptions in the scene, but didn’t know how to fit some in. Please comment on anything you think might need to be improved, and rate. Constructive flames are highly appropriate and are welcome. If you see any spelling or grammar mistakes, please notify me of them and they shall be fixed.
P.S. Yes, I know this does not follow basic anatomy, but neither do the enemies in Star Ocean: Till the End of Time.