Ace of Aces
Story by FutaKerrigan
Hello Futa Palace!
Tis me again, I have stumbled across some inspiration, but wait!! It is not from a video game, nor a book world, nor a world or universe anybody made up but myself. It does have similar themes to my last story on here, (Skyhammer: A Fallout Futanari Fanfiction) which is thus:
The main character is a badass soldier, who takes no shit from anyone and is a person that society has fucked over so hard that she is no longer falling over the edge of sane, she is already at the bottom of crazy and it will take some very beautiful, bountiful, and intelligent women to bring her back.
The first three or four chapters that i will post will have no sex. At all.
THEMES
In this story You will find themes across the board, though for sure look forwards to the following:
Female/Male, Female/Female, Female/Futanari, Futanari/Futanari, Heavy-transformation, Domination, Submission, Harem, gangbang
Possible themes/fetishes: (do not expect to see any of these for sure, the themes listed below are merely tumbling around in my head)
Tentacle, cum-inflation, oviposition, multi-cock, psychic powers (magic-ish stuff), Loli, cum-baths, slight gore, BDSM
Themes you will probably not see: (again, not set in stone, but am disinclined to add)
male/male, male/futanari, beast/any, shota, watersports
Themes you will NOT see:
Necrophilia, Snuff, Scat
WARNING
(< WARNING > I dont deal with mutalation for a sexual release, especially not self mutalation in my stories though they do get gory with all the fighting. Torture does, and probably will happen in my stories. I choose to reflect the world into my stories as how I have found it to be. Pain is very much a part of life, as is physical pain and abuse. My stories are not meant to be read as a quick sexual release. If you are looking for a read that gets in-depth with the characters and their personalities, and read through the high and low points, the gory torture, the long battle scenes, the journey in-between the sex then this is for you. Don't get all angry because I misrepresented your fetish, or didn't use it like you wanted. I write for me, and decide to share with you. I am always open to suggestions and in fact love bad and good feedback equally as much! <WARNING> )
The Chapters.
PROLOGUE
Prologue
General Mctaigh sat back in an uncomfortably hard chair, his posture suggested a relaxed state; he was anything but relaxed. The other man in the office however, was very relaxed. General Cincura sat back in his much more comfortable chair behind his desk, he exhaled thick black smoke from the opening between his extremely thin lips, a big cigar resting warm between his long fingers.
“Come now, Taigh, nothing will go wrong, we’ve made sure of it.” The black smoke rolled softly across Cincura’s tongue; the feeling of smoke across his sensitive tongue was entirely why he smoked such thick, heavy smoke so often. The uncomfortable general said nothing, smoked nothing, but heard everything. He was a polar opposite from general Cincura: Mctaigh’s body was muscular and bold, his features strong and handsome. Cincura was a snake in appearance: his lips thin, eyes deep set into his skull and his body tall and lanky. The most notable difference in the room was not their looks; instead Cincura was confident – possibly overly so – and Mctaigh was as nervous as they come.
“It would have been better if her location was not leaked, then we could have sent a HK squad to finish it silently.” Mctaigh was not fond of assassinations without jury or trail but in this case he believed it would have been the wiser choice.
“Nonsense,” General Cincura retorted with his fat cigar between his lips, “She needs to stand trial publicly, and announce her involvement in the Vwolkem incident.”
“Do you think they wont check to see if her mind has been tampered with?” Mctaigh condescendingly and preemptively rebutted. “She won’t just lie because we tell her to, nor will we have the time to convince her! Every bounty-hunter in the galaxy will be on Alphin 5 within the hour Cincura, how can you be so confident?!”
Cincura took another drag of his big cigar, letting the smoke build in his mouth before slowly letting it cascade out of his mouth and down his chin like a dark, black waterfall of sludge. That used to distract McTaigh; what smoke is so heavy that it falls to the ground, instead of rise? What smoke was so thick it couldn’t be seen through?
Finally, General Cincura answered after the smoke had all but fallen to the floor. “Things are in place, Taigh, all will be well.”
Chapter One: Alphin 5.
Chapter One: Alphin 5.
“I heard that this bitch had over 480 confirmed kills in the Parlane war, the Ace of Aces for all three sides, a number which does not include the time she blew up the Gurhonr frigate, which was estimated to ha
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