hello to everyone, this story is a one shot, based on the bravely second game, but it will be a little continuous.
Or through this poll you can choose who between Magnolia and the Monster wins the fight.
you can also choose to discover both stories.
However, both of them will be in the ryona and sexy themes, so choose without fear.
www.strawpoll.me/14413693
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The lunar base that should defend the planet, a medieval and still scarcely developed planet is now in ruins.
The last assault has been incredibly effective, the monster has passed the defensive lines but no without damage, bat almost the totality of the structure was razed to the ground.
Also several pieces of the monster who have detached themselves in the fight have been animated and attack the survivors of the base.
In what is left in the dining room now there is only silence the tables are broken and on the ground there are several ponds of corrosive liquid, some bodies now inaccessible, and the right means of delivery on the ground, spattering blood stains what was once a shiny metallic floor .
In the dinne room a girl with long white hair and red eyes stands on what looks like a big black worm.
The creature was nearly 3 feet long and had spines along the body, which was used as a stick to attack, while from one of the two springs spit acid. it had several deep cuts across the body and was now exhausted on the ground.
Her boots rests on the creature immobilizing while the halabard sink into the creature give the final hit.
The Halbard, penetrating deep into the monster's body, the beautiful hunter observes the creature tray to move but without success.
There are several afonds until the creature ceases to move only at that moment the girl raises her boot caressing her hair with her free hand.
"Unfff, and even this is settled"
"Agent ... FZZZZ ... do you hear me?"
"Yes, I guess you've reached the Command Center"
The girl touches the bracelet that allows her to communicate with her colleague.
"The enemy is whond but is landed on the ground ... FZZZ ... confirmed impact, the pursuit begins."
"Roger"
The girl closes the communication, caressing her long hair again and then overcoming the newly killed monster.
The loving girl, wearing long boots that cover up half of her thigh.
Shw were a purple dress with darker sleeves, and some elegant white touches on her neck and close to the wrists, the dress has a open proximity to the breast so her can proudly show the breastfeeding. In the end, black gloves cling her hands.
A somewhat singular dress for hunting tasks but more resistant than it may seem.
The girl walks through the still usable corridors of the base, fast and snappy as a cat, her body moves elegantly between the rubble.
The corridors once ordered and shiny so beautiful that you could have eaten on the ground now were a disaster. cracks and gas leaks were present on some corridors which were sealed by stiff doors to prevent the base from being integrated. others had bloodshed. despite the desire for vengeance, the hunter ignored the grotesque trails that would have led to some monster.
On his way he also came across a collapsed room, where I seemed to see bodies under the rubble, they did not move any had been crushed or cut into two by the rubble. The girl bites her lips, continuing to run to the hangar
The monsters are so many, but they are all part of the big one who escaped, so, first her is pursuing him, first her can kill him and put an end to this story.
Meanwhile finally the hunter reaches the hangar, the good news and the monsters did not destroy all the ships, another good news was that there was no damage at the doors of the hangar so there was no escape of oxygen. the bad was the presence of 3 monsters. all of them looked like big quadrupeds, the hunter could not give them a real description as they seemed to be a union of several pieces of meat. they were mostly hairless and seemed to rely on the sight.
The young woman enters in the hangar silently, her feet wrapped in her boots produce an feeble noise covered by the noises of the monsters, quickly she moves from one cover to the other, always pressing her body against it then look if the road is free, within a few minutes after the girl finally enters in the vehicle closing the door behind her.
"Well ... unff definitely a day to forget ... hear me? I'm at a shuttle open the doors of hanagar"
"Very well, does the shuttle work? We have a mission to accomplish but safety first"
"He has seen better days, but I should land on the land without problems"
"Well, I send you the target coordinates, look up your notices once you've landed on the ground, good luck"
The girl relaxes the muscles ending in the tip of her feet while stretching the length of the body by raising her arms upward, then advancing to the console while sitting in the chair. in the meantime, the doors of the hangar open by sucking in the monster in the space as the hunter's ship starts and leaves the hangar.
The spaceships seem designed for short journeys, as it has a few rooms besides that of the cockpit which is without doubt the most spacious. a light, light blue color on the walls that reflects a bit. in the center of the room there is an armchair and in front of it the console of the commands, around there are some objects a frigor where to hold samples and objects, one where to hold space suits and first aid items. the other rooms led to a sleeping booth and a booth for washing and the like.
The huntres when her completes the main stages of the start, puts the autopilot, taking advantage of the hours that divide him from the ground to relax for a moment, the beautiful girl then appoints his weapon near the driver's seat and then undress, the girl slowly loosens her dress let it slipping on the floor followed by her underwear, white like milk, boots and socks are removed for last.
When done this her puts everything to whosh, the process also dries directly everything allowing her to wear her clothes again.
Once the girl's shapes are revealed, it enters the shower room allowing the machine to work, the water adjusted to give maximum pleasure allows the hunter to wash the day's fatigue and relax the muscles at last. the tonic and athletic shapes of her body are carefully caressed by her own hands that soap and rinse the body several times to sweep away the smell of blood and dirt.
The hunter comes out of the shower shortly after, the hand stretches over the towel, which cares her dray all her body, despite the hard work the girl has a great care of her body, especially her long hair.
As soon as the body is finally dry, the girl dresses up and approaches the chair in front of the console, in fact more like an armchair than in a chair, the hunter begins to look at the data sent by her colleague, checking it the eyes gets heavy and slowly her head begins to swing in an attempt to stay awake but now adrenaline has abandoned her and tiredness asks for her price.
the girl has fallen asleep in the end, her head slightly inclined to the left, her slow, but smooth breath exits from the partially open lips. the chest rises constantly and steadily, her hands clasped united on her lap, while the united òeg are resting together, the hunter enjoys a well-deserved rest, thinking she is safe but in reality not.
An unknown monster observed the girl all the time, being hung up on the ceilling, looks like a black slime with a red core. the predatory instinct of the creature pushed to wait for the moment of utmost weakness, in fact a part of the creature extends. a tentacle goes down to the defenseless sleeping hunter.
The tentacle slips by touching her cheek, continuing to stop on her shoulder, then slowly moves toward her neck slowly turning to form a loose nose. in all this the hunter to a cold thrill that brings her to open her eyes, but too late when she realizes she is in danger the slime already makes his move.
The tentacle clings to the neck of the girl, waking her and pulling her up, the poor hunter is dragged upwards but suddenly stops halfway, instinctively the arms are moved by grabbing the armrests of the armchair, which prevented her from ending hanging in half-air, but the danger continues to be there.
"Gak! gh ... gh ..."
The hunter is with little oxygen and the eyes are fully dilated, the creature is squeezing heavily around the thin neck and is exerting a great force so much that the girl is already foaming, the hunter can not give up the grip from the bracelets or will surely be killed.
But at that moment her can only kick desperately, her long legs wrapped in her boots move with the front console hitting hard, so involuntarily commanding the ship, the last one of her problems, in fact, her eyes begin to roll behind the skull for lack of oxygen. in fact the body biggin trembling and the tongue leaves timidly her gentle lips in serch of air.
In addition, neck pressure is also so strong that it could break at any time. in despair, the instincts of the hunter on the heel of unconsciousness are sharpened to the utmost in the desperate search for a way to survive.
In the end, her legs that are huddled near the body like a spider in her last spasms of life, stretch out suddenly and then bend and hook up the armchair below, ie the pimps to take off their hands and not be dragged to half air. In fact, the hands stretch behind her head by grabbing the tentacle and pulling towards her this loosens the pressure on the neck a little bitterly to take some oxygen and loosen the pressure at the throat.
"Aaaah ... anf, guh! Uuh ugh"
The pressure is weaker now and allows her to breathe but her is in danger, her legs hurt her too much strength to stay attached to the armchair, her arms are strained to defend her neck to be pulled as before, the same the back is completely straight, the breasts moves frenzy both for the continuous strings and for the breath of her.
What to do? has reached a balance position but does cent be endure forever, the red eyes of her staring at the console and what she says, during the kicks apparently changed the route ... and are anticipating the landing. maybe ... it's a gamble if the mistake is dead.
the girl takes off one of her legs, and before she is drawn to the ceiling, she kicked the console, the creature with her surprise sees the hantress body approaching like a bullet. the shatle is practically doing a quick downhill maneuver that changed for a moment the center of gravity inside.
Indeed, the girl was taking the way that her body crashed against the enemy. her back hitting the mud that comes off the ceiling and falls with the hunter on the ground.
the hanter lands in the chest, weeping as her breasts press on the graund and her candid cheeks blush for the impact, she lies on her stomach now, arms forward, and her legs slightly bent, partially on one side as she resumes the impact she has just taken meanwhile the same slime is found on the ground but it changes shape, in something more human.
Color and shapes change fast, quickly a naked biutiful woman with long white hair lying on the ground.
Knees closed as to protect her intimate part, her lifts the back a little by opening her red-eyed, then looking in the direction of the hunter who at that moment glancesehit horror the aggressor.
A perfect copy of herself, the two look each ather for a brief moment before moving fast.
The creature change the right arm like a sting as she snaps over the hunter sitting over the ass of the beautiful woman, resting her free hand on her shoulder to keep her stell while the sting drops inexorably toward the huntress nek.
Meanwhile, the hunter was able to snatch quickly and stretch her hand to the weapon.
A blood spurt follows ...
Magnolia's body lying on one side, is her weapon not far away from her, her face contorted in an expression of pain as if she had a bad dream, one of her hand close to her face and one on her abdomen, her legs slightly bent, her breast moved slightly , the perfectly dressed woman is aided by a man who, if corrodedly approaching the weird vehicle.
The interior, once bright now and in ruins, loose wires and panels are everywhere no trace of anyone else's track. the woman is taken for her legs and back and then brought to the outside for a more careful examination, Magnolia is survived ... but noticed there is a stain.
A stain of blood, which leads to what looks like a compartment, a little fridge, what's in it? Can the beautiful woman be an impostor? the hurry may leave this mystery insolved, only Magnolia knows the answer, as long as she is Magnolia ...
Or through this poll you can choose who between Magnolia and the Monster wins the fight.
you can also choose to discover both stories.
However, both of them will be in the ryona and sexy themes, so choose without fear.
www.strawpoll.me/14413693
-----------------------------------------------
The lunar base that should defend the planet, a medieval and still scarcely developed planet is now in ruins.
The last assault has been incredibly effective, the monster has passed the defensive lines but no without damage, bat almost the totality of the structure was razed to the ground.
Also several pieces of the monster who have detached themselves in the fight have been animated and attack the survivors of the base.
In what is left in the dining room now there is only silence the tables are broken and on the ground there are several ponds of corrosive liquid, some bodies now inaccessible, and the right means of delivery on the ground, spattering blood stains what was once a shiny metallic floor .
In the dinne room a girl with long white hair and red eyes stands on what looks like a big black worm.
The creature was nearly 3 feet long and had spines along the body, which was used as a stick to attack, while from one of the two springs spit acid. it had several deep cuts across the body and was now exhausted on the ground.
Her boots rests on the creature immobilizing while the halabard sink into the creature give the final hit.
The Halbard, penetrating deep into the monster's body, the beautiful hunter observes the creature tray to move but without success.
There are several afonds until the creature ceases to move only at that moment the girl raises her boot caressing her hair with her free hand.
"Unfff, and even this is settled"
"Agent ... FZZZZ ... do you hear me?"
"Yes, I guess you've reached the Command Center"
The girl touches the bracelet that allows her to communicate with her colleague.
"The enemy is whond but is landed on the ground ... FZZZ ... confirmed impact, the pursuit begins."
"Roger"
The girl closes the communication, caressing her long hair again and then overcoming the newly killed monster.
The loving girl, wearing long boots that cover up half of her thigh.
Shw were a purple dress with darker sleeves, and some elegant white touches on her neck and close to the wrists, the dress has a open proximity to the breast so her can proudly show the breastfeeding. In the end, black gloves cling her hands.
A somewhat singular dress for hunting tasks but more resistant than it may seem.
The girl walks through the still usable corridors of the base, fast and snappy as a cat, her body moves elegantly between the rubble.
The corridors once ordered and shiny so beautiful that you could have eaten on the ground now were a disaster. cracks and gas leaks were present on some corridors which were sealed by stiff doors to prevent the base from being integrated. others had bloodshed. despite the desire for vengeance, the hunter ignored the grotesque trails that would have led to some monster.
On his way he also came across a collapsed room, where I seemed to see bodies under the rubble, they did not move any had been crushed or cut into two by the rubble. The girl bites her lips, continuing to run to the hangar
The monsters are so many, but they are all part of the big one who escaped, so, first her is pursuing him, first her can kill him and put an end to this story.
Meanwhile finally the hunter reaches the hangar, the good news and the monsters did not destroy all the ships, another good news was that there was no damage at the doors of the hangar so there was no escape of oxygen. the bad was the presence of 3 monsters. all of them looked like big quadrupeds, the hunter could not give them a real description as they seemed to be a union of several pieces of meat. they were mostly hairless and seemed to rely on the sight.
The young woman enters in the hangar silently, her feet wrapped in her boots produce an feeble noise covered by the noises of the monsters, quickly she moves from one cover to the other, always pressing her body against it then look if the road is free, within a few minutes after the girl finally enters in the vehicle closing the door behind her.
"Well ... unff definitely a day to forget ... hear me? I'm at a shuttle open the doors of hanagar"
"Very well, does the shuttle work? We have a mission to accomplish but safety first"
"He has seen better days, but I should land on the land without problems"
"Well, I send you the target coordinates, look up your notices once you've landed on the ground, good luck"
The girl relaxes the muscles ending in the tip of her feet while stretching the length of the body by raising her arms upward, then advancing to the console while sitting in the chair. in the meantime, the doors of the hangar open by sucking in the monster in the space as the hunter's ship starts and leaves the hangar.
The spaceships seem designed for short journeys, as it has a few rooms besides that of the cockpit which is without doubt the most spacious. a light, light blue color on the walls that reflects a bit. in the center of the room there is an armchair and in front of it the console of the commands, around there are some objects a frigor where to hold samples and objects, one where to hold space suits and first aid items. the other rooms led to a sleeping booth and a booth for washing and the like.
The huntres when her completes the main stages of the start, puts the autopilot, taking advantage of the hours that divide him from the ground to relax for a moment, the beautiful girl then appoints his weapon near the driver's seat and then undress, the girl slowly loosens her dress let it slipping on the floor followed by her underwear, white like milk, boots and socks are removed for last.
When done this her puts everything to whosh, the process also dries directly everything allowing her to wear her clothes again.
Once the girl's shapes are revealed, it enters the shower room allowing the machine to work, the water adjusted to give maximum pleasure allows the hunter to wash the day's fatigue and relax the muscles at last. the tonic and athletic shapes of her body are carefully caressed by her own hands that soap and rinse the body several times to sweep away the smell of blood and dirt.
The hunter comes out of the shower shortly after, the hand stretches over the towel, which cares her dray all her body, despite the hard work the girl has a great care of her body, especially her long hair.
As soon as the body is finally dry, the girl dresses up and approaches the chair in front of the console, in fact more like an armchair than in a chair, the hunter begins to look at the data sent by her colleague, checking it the eyes gets heavy and slowly her head begins to swing in an attempt to stay awake but now adrenaline has abandoned her and tiredness asks for her price.
the girl has fallen asleep in the end, her head slightly inclined to the left, her slow, but smooth breath exits from the partially open lips. the chest rises constantly and steadily, her hands clasped united on her lap, while the united òeg are resting together, the hunter enjoys a well-deserved rest, thinking she is safe but in reality not.
An unknown monster observed the girl all the time, being hung up on the ceilling, looks like a black slime with a red core. the predatory instinct of the creature pushed to wait for the moment of utmost weakness, in fact a part of the creature extends. a tentacle goes down to the defenseless sleeping hunter.
The tentacle slips by touching her cheek, continuing to stop on her shoulder, then slowly moves toward her neck slowly turning to form a loose nose. in all this the hunter to a cold thrill that brings her to open her eyes, but too late when she realizes she is in danger the slime already makes his move.
The tentacle clings to the neck of the girl, waking her and pulling her up, the poor hunter is dragged upwards but suddenly stops halfway, instinctively the arms are moved by grabbing the armrests of the armchair, which prevented her from ending hanging in half-air, but the danger continues to be there.
"Gak! gh ... gh ..."
The hunter is with little oxygen and the eyes are fully dilated, the creature is squeezing heavily around the thin neck and is exerting a great force so much that the girl is already foaming, the hunter can not give up the grip from the bracelets or will surely be killed.
But at that moment her can only kick desperately, her long legs wrapped in her boots move with the front console hitting hard, so involuntarily commanding the ship, the last one of her problems, in fact, her eyes begin to roll behind the skull for lack of oxygen. in fact the body biggin trembling and the tongue leaves timidly her gentle lips in serch of air.
In addition, neck pressure is also so strong that it could break at any time. in despair, the instincts of the hunter on the heel of unconsciousness are sharpened to the utmost in the desperate search for a way to survive.
In the end, her legs that are huddled near the body like a spider in her last spasms of life, stretch out suddenly and then bend and hook up the armchair below, ie the pimps to take off their hands and not be dragged to half air. In fact, the hands stretch behind her head by grabbing the tentacle and pulling towards her this loosens the pressure on the neck a little bitterly to take some oxygen and loosen the pressure at the throat.
"Aaaah ... anf, guh! Uuh ugh"
The pressure is weaker now and allows her to breathe but her is in danger, her legs hurt her too much strength to stay attached to the armchair, her arms are strained to defend her neck to be pulled as before, the same the back is completely straight, the breasts moves frenzy both for the continuous strings and for the breath of her.
What to do? has reached a balance position but does cent be endure forever, the red eyes of her staring at the console and what she says, during the kicks apparently changed the route ... and are anticipating the landing. maybe ... it's a gamble if the mistake is dead.
the girl takes off one of her legs, and before she is drawn to the ceiling, she kicked the console, the creature with her surprise sees the hantress body approaching like a bullet. the shatle is practically doing a quick downhill maneuver that changed for a moment the center of gravity inside.
Indeed, the girl was taking the way that her body crashed against the enemy. her back hitting the mud that comes off the ceiling and falls with the hunter on the ground.
the hanter lands in the chest, weeping as her breasts press on the graund and her candid cheeks blush for the impact, she lies on her stomach now, arms forward, and her legs slightly bent, partially on one side as she resumes the impact she has just taken meanwhile the same slime is found on the ground but it changes shape, in something more human.
Color and shapes change fast, quickly a naked biutiful woman with long white hair lying on the ground.
Knees closed as to protect her intimate part, her lifts the back a little by opening her red-eyed, then looking in the direction of the hunter who at that moment glancesehit horror the aggressor.
A perfect copy of herself, the two look each ather for a brief moment before moving fast.
The creature change the right arm like a sting as she snaps over the hunter sitting over the ass of the beautiful woman, resting her free hand on her shoulder to keep her stell while the sting drops inexorably toward the huntress nek.
Meanwhile, the hunter was able to snatch quickly and stretch her hand to the weapon.
A blood spurt follows ...
Magnolia's body lying on one side, is her weapon not far away from her, her face contorted in an expression of pain as if she had a bad dream, one of her hand close to her face and one on her abdomen, her legs slightly bent, her breast moved slightly , the perfectly dressed woman is aided by a man who, if corrodedly approaching the weird vehicle.
The interior, once bright now and in ruins, loose wires and panels are everywhere no trace of anyone else's track. the woman is taken for her legs and back and then brought to the outside for a more careful examination, Magnolia is survived ... but noticed there is a stain.
A stain of blood, which leads to what looks like a compartment, a little fridge, what's in it? Can the beautiful woman be an impostor? the hurry may leave this mystery insolved, only Magnolia knows the answer, as long as she is Magnolia ...
