Chapter 135: Part 1: Koyansakya, Pyra, and Mythra(Fate X Xenoblade)
Description: After invoking the wrath of the Crypters, as well as the Alien God, Koyanskaya flees for her life and escapes to another universe. Weakened, and wanting to get back at those who did her wrong, she decides to travel the multiverse to corrupt unique individuals and use them to regain her power and achieve her righteous vengeance.
Pyra sat in defeated silence. She didn't know what to do. She had lost. It was only a matter of time before Malos found her. But what truly troubled her was Mythra. Her sister was trapped within her, and despite all her best efforts, she would not awaken.
"Please… someone help me."
The redhead's words echoed through the room, eventually fading. Just as the last sound waves dissipated, she felt a sudden whoosh of air around her. Scanning about the room, confused, she realized there was another presence in the room with her. Leaping back, she crouched low, expecting an enemy.
Instead, it was a completely unfamiliar face she saw. A woman, with long wavy pink hair, cascading down her shoulder stood before her now. She was tall and quite curvy, wearing what seemed to be some type of white uniform that was a few sizes too small, along with a set of sharp-looking glasses. Most curiously though, was the set of animal ears on the top of her head. A fox? Pyra thought.
The woman grinned. "Did I hear someone ask for help? Because I'd say you're in luck…"
***
A few months prior…
Koyanskaya groaned as she slumped into a plush chair. It wasn't fair. She had played by the rules. (She hadn't.) She had done what was right. (She didn't.) And now she was being unjustly punished! (Justly punished.)
Now granted, her "punishment" certainly didn't look like one. She currently sat in an extravagant chair, in the middle of a massive, luxurious mansion. She didn't want for anything, well except for some quality help. Despite the place being stocked full of resources (courtesy of NFF Services), she was the only person in this mansion turned safehouse. Which meant she had to do everything herself. Which. Pissed. Her. Off.
Growling, Koyanskaya paced angrily around the room. She would show them. That idiot Alien God. Those foolish Crypters. Yes, she may have betrayed them a little bit, but that was just her nature! It's not like she could help it! And it certainly didn't justify them trying to kill her.
Her thoughts drifted back to her escape. It had been a near thing. It required all her resources, all the power, and magics she had managed to accumulate over her years of preparation. And it had worked! In a sense.
The result had allowed her to escape from one universe into another. But multiversal travel was never a sure thing, and despite her plans and prep work, she had fallen into this universe without a single one of her tails. Which left her vulnerable, and as much as she hated to admit it, weak.
It also meant she was somewhat stuck. Because even as she swore her vengeance on her enemies, she didn't have the means to go about it. While she was pretty sure she could manage multiversal travel more easily now, she needed to be smart. She needed to be prepared. She needed power. And she needed weapons to call her own.
***
Present Day…
Koyanskaya looked down at the red-haired girl before her. Her eyes were red like she'd just been crying. The Alter Ego had to bite back a scoff of scorn. It wouldn't do to make an enemy. She needed to be diplomatic, polite, at least for now. So rather than insult and belittle the young woman, she let her smile drop and wore a mask of concern. "That is what you said, right? You need help?"
The woman looked up at her and nodded slowly. She was suspicious. It made sense. After all, some strange woman practically appearing from thin air would be cause for concern no matter who you were. So Koyanskaya simply stayed silent, though she secretly wished this brat would hurry up.
"I… I do… But I'm not sure if you can help with what I'm after…" The redhead said glumly, staring at the ground.
Koyanskaya reassessed her estimate. The girl was still mistrustful but also had fallen into despair. She thought all hope was lost and nothing could be done. In that case, what the Alter Ego had to do was simple. She just had to sell her on something.
Stepping forward, she put her hand on the chin of the girl, raising her head to look into her eyes. The fox-woman cast an award-winning smile and began her sales pitch. "Trust me, dear, I can help with what you're after. Even if what you're after is impossible! My company, NFF Services actually kind of specializes in that."
"I've never-" Pyra was silenced by a gloved finger placed against her lips as Koyanskaya shushed her.
"You've never heard of us. I know, I know. Our marketing on this side of the multiverse could use work. But trust me when I say, I can make your every wish come true." She said it with certainty, oozing with the charisma one has when one is sure of something.
Pyra was silent. She was weighing her options, looking up and down at the strange woman. Could she help? She seemed so alien. Like she was from another world. What did it hurt to try? After all, if she couldn't then Pyra was right back where she started. "I… If you really can help… Then I guess I'd accept…"
"Great!" Koyanskaya said, snapping her fingers, causing a thick and heavy sheath of papers to materialize in front of her. It was a contract. She offered it to Pyra. "If you want to read, then that is your legal right. But as I understand it, time may be of the essence." She grinned, doing her best to keep the maliciousness out of it. "So if you want to sign, please do so here." She proffered a pen; pointing at the bottom of the first page.
Pyra took it hesitantly. She looked down at the contract, skimming through the first page. It seemed to be some type of employment contract. Biting her lip, she weighed her options. Or rather, option. It wasn't like anyone else was coming to save her. This was her best shot, even if she didn't know this woman. Gripping the pen tightly, she quickly signed her name before she could stop herself.
The moment she did, she felt an intense heat run through her and the letters of her name began to glow on the paper. "What the…" She muttered, finding the heat disappearing as soon as it arrived.
"Perfect…" Koyanskaya said, holding a massive book, and jotting down notes. "Okay… mark that down here… aaaaaand… done! Welcome to NFF Services, Pyra!" She smiled down at the young woman. "Now, what can I help you with?"
***
Koyanskaya strutted back through the hallway of the ship, the small, glowing crystal in her hand. It had been remarkably simple, doing away with that man. What was his name again? Malos something… She shrugged. It's not like she cared. It seemed that all her magics and weaponry had left her a bit overprepared for this world.
As she re-entered the room, she found Pyra staring at her wearing a shocked expression. Koyanskaya grinned at her. "This what you needed?" She asked, casually tossing the core crystal straight up into the air before catching it.
Pyra nodded, still a bit dumbfounded. "Y-Yes… But… well the process of awakening is not a simple task… With the crystal, there is a chance… But even then it's-"
"Practically impossible?" Koyanskaya sighed and shook her head as she approached Pyra, putting an arm around her shoulder possessively. "Dear… I thought you heard me when I said... impossible is just what we do." She held the core crystal in front of Pyra's face, the light from the ship twinkling off of it.
"Now, that said, figuring the process out wasn't exactly easy, but I managed." She flashed that smile again, her fingers running down Pyra's arm, cool against her warm skin. Which was true. Koyanskaya's magic certainly helped grease the wheels of the process, but it still took a good amount of prep work to make this happen. Still, it would all be worth it for what came next.
"R-Really?" Pyra asked, unsure. "Ah… Okay. What do we have to do?"
Koyanskaya suppressed a grin and managed a look of the utmost concern. "Well, it is fairly simple. Your sister is currently in a deep slumber. She needs to be awoken. There are two primary ways to do it. Through pain, or pleasure." There were three actually, the third being the simplest; only requiring a small burst of the fox woman's mana. But where was the fun in that? Besides, Koyanskaya wanted to own them in body and spirit, making the lie necessary.
"Pain… and pleasure?" Pyra sounded confused.
"Yes. The first option involves many pointy things and incredible amounts of pain… To both you, and your sleeping sister." She stared sadly at the floor, shaking her head as if she dreaded doing that. Perking up, she continued. "But there is another way! Pleasure… Simply put, if you and your sister receive enough of a pleasurable experience then she'll certainly wake up. Like a wet dream." Koyanskaya cocked her head to the side, unsure if the girl even had those. "Ah, never mind. So, what will it be?"
Pyra hesitated for a moment, clearly weighing whether Koyanskaya could do what she promised. But she had delivered the core crystal as promised… "I… Yes. Anything to reawaken her. Though… I pick the pleasure option."
***
"Wonderful…" The woman grinned, and Pyra shivered. Something about her tone made it seem like she was a shark circling its prey. She stepped in close to the redhead, her breasts directly in Pyra's line of sight. "I will be needing your core crystal as well." At the look of worry on Pyra's face, she shook her head. "Don't worry. I'm not about to destroy it or anything of that sort. But if this process is going to work. I'm going to need it."
Pyra wasn't sure. It was one thing to agree to try something. It was another to put your life in a stranger's hands. Still… hadn't she just said she'd be willing to do anything? If she wasn't willing to risk her life to awaken Mythra, then what was she good for? The woman, this Koyanskaya, began to say as much, further hammering down on Pyra's obvious self-doubt.
Biting her lip, she raised her hand to her chest and extracted her core crystal. She felt a rush run through her. She held it out to the woman, offering it as if it were a gift. Koyanskaya took it slowly, almost reverently, and said. "Thank you… I understand how must trust that must have taken."
Pyra nodded. "Wh-What… What comes next?"
Koyanskaya was still staring at the crystals, as they pulsed with energy. Bringing Pyra closer to her face, she brought her tongue out and slowly licked up the length of the crystal. The redhead had been about to protest what was taking place, but the moment Koyanskaya's tongue hit the crystal, it was like the wind was knocked out of her. Her knees felt wobbly and her body weak. An intense wave of something ran through her, and she had to put a hand on the wall to steady herself. When she looked up, she found Koyanskaya grinning at her.
"Good." She said, seemingly pleased with herself. "It works."
"What… What w-works?" Pyra asked, her words shaky.
"That my dear was a hint of the pleasure that will be needed to awaken your sister." Her expression shifted from one of satisfaction to one of concern. "I trust it didn't hurt? The pleasure felt good?"
Pyra took another deep breath and shook her head. That hadn't been a pain.
"Great. Then let's continue." The woman's smile was full of teeth. Before Pyra could say any more, Koyanskaya had begun to run her core crystal along her pink lips and wet tongue. She did it slowly, sensually, her eyes never leaving Pyra's. Each movement weakened the girl's resolve a little more, and she quickly went from using the wall for balance to leaning on it, to slumping to the ground against it. The waves of pleasure that were hitting her were like nothing she'd ever felt before. It was overwhelming her senses, so much so that it took her a few moments to realize that Koyanskaya was kneeling before her. Her breath was hot against Pyra's face as her hands ran along her body.
She didn't say anything, and Pyra could see why. The core crystal was still resting on her tongue in her mouth, the woman occasionally shifting it to bring the girl more and more pleasure. At one point she felt an intense pressure begin to build. Koyanskaya showed her why. The crystal was between her teeth, and she was slowly biting down, gradually increasing the pressure. Was she going to betray Pyra? The girl groaned as the pressure increased. Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, the pressure popped like a bubble, the wave of pleasure that followed unlike any of the ones prior. Pyra slumped against the wall, still conscious but mind reeling from the effects of Koyanskaya's actions.
The fox meanwhile, stuck her tongue out and showed her what had happened. A small growth from the crystal popped off from the main source. The core crystal was still completely intact; Pyra's worries had been for nothing.
Koyanskaya crunched the split growth between her teeth, sending aftershocks of pleasure rushing through Pyra. As she did so, her wandering hands rested on Pyra's perky breasts. Pulling down her top and letting them spring free, the fox woman licked her lips as she slowly began to grope, knead and twist them. Pyra was beside herself with pleasure at this point, and she could just barely make out the woman's words.
"Oh yes… this is going to be fun…"
***
Mythra was floating in a vast sea of nothingness. She was in a state between consciousness and unconsciousness, able to feel what was happening, but unable to mentally process it. She could feel something touching her, feeling her. She moaned, eyes still closed, as shocks of pleasure ran through her body, centered around her breasts and nipples. The feelings continued all along her body, the soft sensation of roving hands feeling her up as she lay defenseless and sleeping.
Mythra began to moan as the hands strayed lower and lower. Eventually, they reached her most sensitive spot, softly teasing it, causing her to shift and shake. She instinctively tried to push them away as they explored, but found herself locked up, unable to do anything but enjoy the bliss that came with them.
After what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, the soft hands faded. Replacing them though, was something that felt much better. It entered into her pussy slowly, feeling cool to the touch. She yearned to writhe about, the pulsing thing, sending shocks of incredible pleasure through her, but her body refused to move. All she could do was lie still, gasping and moaning, her mind running rampant with bliss.
And it wasn't long before the blonde girl felt another thing enter her. This one slowly pressed into her tight ass. Part of her cried out in discomfort, but a much greater part moaned lustfully. The first one was like nothing she'd ever felt before, and yet this one only seemed to increase those feelings further. It was like they were syncing with her body, looping together to provide the absolute maximum amount of good feelings and pleasure to the girl. Feels good… was all her mind could think, as she slowly sank deeper into the warm embrace of the pleasure-filled cocoon.
***
Koyanskaya smirked as she looked across the small room at the weapon. Currently, Pyra was sitting against the wall opposite of her, mind numb from the pleasure that she was currently undergoing. She was mostly naked, with her top off and her pussy and ass exposed; with her eyes practically rolled back into her head and her tongue lolling to the side, she offered a perfect interpretation of the term "fucked silly".
Of course, Koyanskaya hadn't fucked her. Well, not physically. Instead, the two core crystals were currently pushed deep into Koyanskaya's wet pussy and ass. The two crystals had connected with her body, whenever she pleasured herself, Pyra would feel it as well.
Except the redhead's experience was slightly different. The two crystals had locked in a loop; whenever she received pleasure, the feeling never faded, and instead, it just continuously built upon past pleasure. It was too much for one person to take.
Not that that would stop Koyanskaya. Even now, with the girl's mind becoming overloaded by bliss, she grasped the smooth cold crystal lodged in her pussy and slowly worked it around, hitting sensitive spots and sending spikes of pleasure through her own body. Pyra could only moan in response.
Pulsing energy, she moved it in and out, in and out. It made soft wet sounds as it did so, and Pyra's moans became louder as she writhed about. "That's it…" The fox woman cooed. "Just sink deeper and deeper." She grinned as she noticed the mix of discomfort and arousal on the redhead's face. The pleasure was becoming too much for the poor girl, being pushed to the edge of an ever-increasing orgasm.
Koyanskaya continued to tease the girl's body, eventually fucking herself with both the crystal in her pussy, and in her ass. This double wave of pleasure, combined with the crystal's looping effects left Pyra moaning and drooling. After about an hour, a small beeping sound echoed through the room.
Stopping, Koyanskaya pulled a small cutesy stopwatch from her cleavage. "Hmm… that should just about do it." She grinned at the weapon that sat across from her. "Ready girls?"
With a savage yank, she pulled out the crystals from her pussy and ass, causing Pyra's eyes to snap open, as the loop was ended and a mind-shattering orgasm overtook her.
***
Mythra blinked a few times. Where was she? She remembered floating on a cloud, a soft one, full of good feelings and bliss. She could feel traces of it, feelings of pleasure course through her body every time she moved. She recalled a woman's voice, making her feel oh so good…
As she finally looked up, she found herself far from a pleasant pink cloud. Instead, she seemed to be in some type of cold metal box. A ship? Where was-
Mythra's confusion was cut off as she heard the clack of heels against the metal floor. Managing to sit up, she shivered as an aftershock of pleasure ran through her. She turned to the source of the sound and found a familiar face staring down at her. Familiar… and different.
Pyra looked much the same as she always had, but there were a few glaring differences. Firstly, she wore a set of sharp glasses that Mythra had never seen before. Secondly, her hair had gone from rosy red to salmon pink in color. Her eyes had changed to, becoming yellow. Most noticeably, however, was the set of fox ears that had sprouted on top of her head, as well as the large, bushy tail that swished and swayed behind her.
"P-Pyra?" Mythra asked, confused. This woman… what had-
Her confused thoughts were cut off as Pyra leaped at her with surprising speed. Before Mythra could so much as react, her counterpart was on her. After such a sudden move, the blonde girl expected the pain to accompany it, but there seemed to be nothing of the sort. Instead, she found herself locking lips with the former redhead, her eyes wide open as she was taken aback by Pyra's sudden moves.
"Ah…" She gasped, momentarily breaking away from her counterpart. She tried to push her away, but her limbs felt quite heavy, and a familiar tingle was beginning to work its way through her body. "Oh… What is-"
The blonde-haired girl was once again cut off by a kiss, this time while Pyra groped and squeezed at her ample chest. Spikes of pleasure ran through Mythra's body, and the tingling sensation became more noticeable, engulfing her entire form. Her moans were muffled as Pyra's hands explored further, moving down her stomach to her nether regions. Gasping as the former redhead broke away, she felt her warm finger slide into her tight wet pussy.
"Oh? Slick already are we?" Pyra grinned with uncharacteristic malice. Mythra could only moan in response. "Such a naughty girl…" Pyra laughed, and began to aggressively finger the blonde girl, first with one, then two, then three moving in and out at a rapid pace. She laughed as Mythra's face screwed up as the pleasure flooded through her.
Mythra moaned as Pyra filled her body with lust, and she could feel herself growing closer and closer to orgasm. Just as she was about to cum though, the pink-haired girl stopped, leaving Mythra hanging on the edge, unable to get that sweet release. She tried to move her hands to pleasure herself, but her body still wasn't responding correctly. So instead, she looked at Pyra with pleading eyes.
She found no remorse there, with Pyra grinning maliciously back. Before Mythra could say anything, the other girl shoved her fingers back in her pussy, pleasuring her and bringing her to the edge once again before stopping. This game would continue for several minutes until Pyra finally asked.
"Do you want to cum?"
Mythra nodded needily.
"What will you do to cum?"
"A-Anything…" Mythra moaned as Pyra teased her slit with a single finger, bringing her to the edge again.
"You'll serve Mistress Koyanskaya?"
Mythra had no idea who that was, but at this point, she didn't care. "Yes." She nodded. The moment she did, she felt something click inside her and it was like her pleasure increased tenfold.
"You'll devote yourself to her for the rest of your days?"
Mythra needed more. More of that feeling. Nodding again, she agreed. "Yes!" Again, it was like her entire body's sensitivity became heightened, as another rush flooded through her.
Pyra's grin widened. "You'll be her follower, her devotee, her complete and utter slave so long as you may be of use to her?"
"YES!" Mythra shouted. Pyra laughed as she squeezed her tits and shoved her fingers up her tight slit, sending her over the edge. The blonde-haired girl was swept away by the rush of lust and bliss, fireworks exploding through her mind as her body began to shake. She squirted streams of her juices across the floor, her fragile and vulnerable mind being broken and reforged into something useful for her new mistress.
"And with that… the contract is complete."
***
Reclining in her chair, Koyanskaya let out a satisfied sigh. She quietly sipped her tea, finishing her cup. Setting the delicate thing on the table next to her, she picked up a small set of bells, ringing them once.
In mere moments, a set of doors at the opposite end of the room opened. In walked two young women, both vastly different from when Koyanskaya originally met them. They both wore French maid outfits, but the way they wore them and the general air about each of them was remarkably different.
Mythra was dressed demurely, shyly as if to hide her body. This was made difficult by the fact that Koyanskaya had provided her with an outfit that hugged every single curve. While she didn't show much skin, her heavy breasts and plump ass were still prominently displayed, and with her blushing face, she gave off the perfect look of innocent temptation.
On the other hand, Pyra's outfit was much more provocative. Much of her cleavage was exposed, her breasts nearly popping free of their confines with each step. The skirt she wore around her ass left little to the imagination, and with each step, it fluttered and revealed her pantyless rear. Contrasting with Mythra's demure smile, Pyra would a mischievous grin, as if she was up to a special kind of no-good. As they walked, the redhead spanked the blonde girl's ass, causing her to yelp and blush submissively.
Koyanskaya couldn't help but admire the work she had done. Possessing Pyra after she had broken had been a last-minute idea, and she had to admit, it sealed the deal. Koyanskaya's sadistic streak had carried over to the young girl, and conversely, Mythra had become the more quiet and submissive as a result. Occasionally when she would walk by their room at night she could hear the echoes of Mythra's cries of pain and pleasure, couple with Pyra's joyous laughter and sadistic glee.
The two came to a stop in front of Koyanskaya and bowed low.
"How may we be of service Mistress?"
Koyanskaya grinned as she stood, looking down on her pair of conquests. Seeing the two powerful weapons act as her maids and prostrate themselves before she sent a shiver down her spine and caused her body to tingle with pleasure. They were only the first of her conquests, and she was just getting started.
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