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:
This was my first story. Its inspiration was drawn first from a game called “Bowser’s Castle” by a gentleman called Playshapes. It really took form when I stumbled on a game called “Legend of Krystal” also by Playshapes. With that release I began to play around in my mind about what a story of the episode might be and how the characters would react, how why and all those things. The push over the edge to motivate me to write this fic was given by discovering two things. The “Legend of Krystal” team and their self titled forum, and then discovering while reading it that they had released a version 2 of the game. After playing that version I resolved myself that if a group of talented individuals could get together and produce something so great, the least I could do was make the attempt to put it to paper, or laptop as the case may be. Further inspiration comes from the mass amount of erotica I read.
I took a little artistic license with the story and it differs from the game so that I wouln’t be giving the game away. My goal is to tell an arousing story of the vixen Krystal from the Starfox realm that a group of motivated individuals put together in the form of a game.
If you enjoyed the story then all credit goes to Playshapes, and the Legend of Krystal team, for it was from their minds that I drew inspiration for this fic. If you did not like the story then the blame lies solely on me and my inability to put thought to paper. If this story intrigued you into the game, then I at least succeeded at something and I urge you to find and play it.
I thank you for taking the time to read this story and please know that I do intend to do later chapters that loosely follow the game. If you have constructive criticism it will be welcomed and I will do my best to get back with that reviewer.


Legend of Krystal
Ch. 1

You Sure Got a Pertty Mouth.

“Alright gang good job clearing out those Sharpclaw fighters.” Fox’s voice came over the headsets of the Starfox team, while his face was projected on their canopies in a small box.
“Next are the air ships. Falco, Slippy, Kat, just like we talked about. You three provide over watch while Krystal and I take ‘em out. Krystal follow me in.”
Krystal felt the G-Force push her back into her seat as she followed Fox into a dive and was thankful for the latex flight suit she wore that helped keep her from blacking out by pushing blood through her system. While she could have picked any other flight suit she choose this suit with its blue and black color scheme because the color accentuated her own light blue fur and it clung to her body like a second skin. It also had the added benefit of making a certain handsome fox squirm whenever she cozied up to him in it. That she liked him there was no doubt she just wished he would be a little more aggressive in pursuing her. Maybe it was something that she would have to take over. She switched over to a private signal so only she and Fox were talking.
“Care to make a friendly wager Fox?”
“Oh, what type of wager?” He replied as they dove past several Sharpclaw air ships.
“Oh just a friendly wager of skill, whichever of us shoots down the most airships wins.”
“Okay,” he replied, drawing out the word intrigued, “and the stakes?”
She made sure that Fox was glancing at her on his view screen, and then shifted so that she was pushing her breasts together.
“What shall the stakes be? I wonder?” She gave a purr as she looked up and caught Fox taking a generous look at her impressive mounds. He looked away with a blush staining his dashing features. Oh Gods, he was so cute when he blushed!
“I know! Whoever loses becomes the slave of the other and no matter what does what the master says.”
“What!” Fox was so surprised he jerked his flight stick and involuntarily pulled up out of the dive they were in. Deciding to roll with it he lined up on the first airship not noticing they were now in the middle of the Shaprclaw formation. Images of Krystal in various states of undress and compromising positions flitted across his mind as he felt a tightening in his loins. He shifted in his seat as he avoided flak and coughed.
“Umm, don’t you think those stakes are a little high?”
Krystal gave a pout as she avoided fire and blew apart an air ship with a few well placed shots. Why is he so damn clueless sometimes? Can’t he just nut up and try and jump me for once instead of the other way around? If that’s how he wants to play it then fine!
“Well if you don’t want to play then I’m sure Katt and Falco wouldn’t mind, Kat’s room is next to mine and it always sounds like Falco is willing to use his equipment, and to good effect too.”
Let him mull that over and see if that changes his tune!

Fox worked his jaw a couple times as he tried to regain coherent thought. What the hell had gotten into her? She normally wasn’t so forward, what had he done? Was he being too timid in going after her? Did she actually want some sign of being desired, that she was attractive? Would she actually go to Falco and Kat? The two’s sexual appetite was legend amongst the team. Kat had invited Slippy and Fox at different times to take part, while Falco had feigned indifference it had been obvious he was excited by the prospect of a threesome. Had they approached Krystal as well? Was she honestly considering it? A look at the screen showed that she was! Fox clenched his jaw, he’d be damned if Falco got to wet his dick in her before Fox did!
“Fine.” He growled. “Hope you’re ready to be my slave!”
Krystal laughed. At last! She had finally gotten a rise out of him. Fox may be humble but every once and a while, if you hit the right nerve, he was like every other guy…horny and prideful!
“Oh no Fox, it is you who will be my slave,” she purred, “oh and if you don’t already have enough dirty thoughts of me running around in that perverted mind of yours I still have that outfit I was in when you met me on Sauria.”
Krystal took complete advantage of Fox’s distraction to swing by him and destroy two more airships, now she was ahead by three!
“Looks like I’m in the lea…ack!”
There was a thump and the fighter shook as if hit. Krystal looked up and was terrified to see a Sharpclaw soldier on the nose of her fighter that was slowly working its way up to the cockpit.
“Fox! One of them has landed on my fighter!”
“Try to work him off, roll or dive!”
Krystal threw the Arwing into a roll, but to no avail. The dinosaur was somehow still there, and unfazed. THUMP! Another Sharpclaw had landed on her fighter closer to her. It stood up on its muscular legs and gave a roar so loud she could hear it inside her cockpit.
“Fox! There’s another one!” Panic could be clearly heard in her voice.
“Help!” Be my knight one more time please!
The Saurian gripped the sides of the canopy and began to lift, his muscles bulging. Sparks and the sound of shrieking metal went through the cockpit. Krystal covered her face with her arms.
“Don’t worry Krystal I’m on my way!”
Alarms started to sound as the Arwings sensors detected a pressure loss in the cockpit and began to enact emergency protocol, slowing down and reducing altitude. The canopy was slowly being ripped from the fighter.
“Fox, hurry! I’ve lost pressure and the computer has taken over!”
“I’m almost there!”
She heard a dull thud through Fox’s headset followed by cursing.
“I’ve picked up one as well!”
“Fox!” She cried from behind her arms as she was showered by sparks and debris as the last of the bolts gave way and the canopy was caught by the wind. She took a quick moment to look over her console and saw that her situation was deteriorating rapidly. The loss of the canopy had forced the computer to reduce speed even more and began to look for a lading spot, finding one the autopilot started to head for it. There was a growl and a crunch as a massive green scaled foot smashed down the frame of her cockpit in front of her, followed by a crunch behind her as the other foot came down. She looked up straight into the crotch of the Sharpclaw standing over her.

She tried to press herself further into her seat whishing she could somehow melt into it as she realized what the lizard soldiers had in mind for her as she caught a glimpse of their large studded cocks hardening in the breeze. Though she had never been captured by the Sharpclaw she had heard the stories of what they did to the female members of their race and how big they were. Now she could see the stories where not exaggerated. She cried out once more for Fox as the lizard reached down, grabbed her by the hair, and yanked her up so that she was forced to kneel on her seat. She noticed that the second soldier had reached the first and had his rod out and was rapidly beating it. Krystal’s nose caught the powerful scent of the lizard’s musk and it began to excite her against her will as she turned to face the one holding her. His cock was already at attention and some pre-cum leaked from its tip. She blushed as the tip was pressed against her sealed lips and she tasted the salty pre-cum of this mighty predator. She shut her eyes as the massive cock was shoved past her lips, into her mouth, and began to be pumped back and forth. The lizard shifted his grip so that he held the back of her head and held her in place as he began to face fuck her. Every time the lizard gave a thrust he tickled the back of her throat causing her to gag. Pleasant warmth began to spread through her body, she was getting aroused! She shut her eyes and tried to block out the unpleasant realization that being dominated like this was arousing her. Here is what she had wanted Fox to do, take her, force her to gag on him. Slam his cock to the hilt into her with each thrust. But it wasn’t Fox! She hadn’t wanted this! She was being raped! Why, then, was it so damn exciting?

She tried to imagine herself being somewhere, anywhere other than here! But it wasn’t working. Drool was dripping out of the lizards mouth to fall on her head and ears and it began to grunt as it picked up pace. She couldn’t help it, she opened her eyes a sliver to see the second soldier step up and let loose with thick streams of lizard cum. There had been no warning, he had just walked up, given a final stroke, a grunt, and then cum. The first jet plastered the front of her face, landing in her hair, covering her delicate facial features, matting her facial fur, and gluing her tiara to her forehead. Krystal was surprised to feel heat from the load, they certainly weren’t cold blooded! The second load was blasted across the side of her face, from ear to cheek and covered the side of her face in cum. The third blast flew in a long stream and bathed her exposed breasts. It matted her fur in an instant and pooled between her tits. Excited by his partners climax the first lizard began to thrust even more violently, his green scaled balls slapping against her chin. The smell and feel of the cum covering her and the ferocious face fucking caused Krystal to grow even more aroused and now she opened her eyes half way and looked up into the evil red eyes of the lizard feeding her his sausage. She began to emit low muffled moans and she pressed her tongue to the bottom of his cock adding to the warm tightness of her mouth as she began to willingly suck him. The soldiers head and eyes began to loll back and his tongue hung lazily out of his mouth as Krystal’s efforts started to take their toll. Faster. Harder. Harder. Faster. The lizard withdrew himself to the tip of his studded cock and then rammed it straight to the hilt. The tip was down Krystal’s throat activating her gag reflex and cutting off her oxygen. Just as she was on the verge of blacking out the lizard pulled back, but gave her little time as he slammed his cock into her hungry gullet a second time. Her gagging added to the lizard’s stimulation and he pulled back again. Finally he let loose a roar and slammed his meat sword in her mouth to the hilt and down her throat cutting off her air. Krystal felt his cock swell and then like a lake released from its damn his cum flowed forth. She was forced to sallow or drown, it tasted salty and yet arousing, yet it didn’t stop coming and as she began to black out it flowed out of her into her mouth and mixed with her drool, and dripped out her mouth onto her chin, down her throat, and finally into her breasts mixing with his comrades earlier cum. As she began to black out Krystal caught a glimpse of Fox’s fighter flew by with smoke trailing from the engine and then the ground rushing up to meet her.