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The 203rd Air Mage Battalion was probably the most important unit of the Empire’s military. The power of air superiority could not be underestimated, and it was fair to say that air power frequently decided the fate of the soldiers fighting underneath the skies that the mages dominated.
And that was why they were run ragged to the point of absurdity. In fact, they were run so ragged, spread so thin, taken to the absolute limit of their endurance and abilities that the very people who depended on them for safety protested to higher command.
You only needed to see the 203rd limping back to base after exhausting themselves out in the battlefield once or twice to realize that they were coming painfully close to being unable to perform… and most importantly, the leader of the unit, Major Tanya von Degurechaff and her Adjutant, tended to earn a lot of sympathy, not just because they were cute young women, but because the Major tended to push herself to her absolute limits to ensure that the unit came back in one piece, and the adjutant followed right behind her.
Such discord was raised over the unit possibly failing their duties that command took note… and the orders had come.
“We have a reputation,” Tanya said, as she took a sip from her coffee. It really just wasn’t as good. “And if we fail a mission, if we take heavy losses, if we screw up even once, then we’re no longer this terrifying force that sows fear and terror into the hearts of our enemies, but just another wing of the air force,” she explained.
Her second in command, Vice Commander Matheus Weiss, nodded. “I see. Yes, that makes sense,” he said. “So we’re being given a break…”
“To ensure there is no dip in our performance statistics. Simple, but thoughtful and effective,” Tanya said. “Can you handle informing the men?”
“Ah, then you’ll see to her, Major?” Weiss asked, a smile curling up the edges of his mouth, his slicked back hair giving him an aura of smugness that pissed Tanya off.
Still, she nodded.
Weiss saluted.
Tanya saluted in turn. “You have your duties, Vice Commander Weiss, see to them,” she said, dropping her salute at Weiss’ affirmative shout. She saw him turn around and walk away, heading straight to the canteen.
The base they were operating off of was not the most luxurious place in the world, but it was definitely better than the Rhine camps. There was actual food here, and she didn’t have to piss and shit in a hole on the ground!
Unfortunately, Tanya could hardly relax. She crushed the paper cup she was drinking coffee from and then threw it away on the nearest trash can, and continued through the way to the barracks, and more importantly, the room that she shared with Lt. Serebryakov.
One of the very few advantages Tanya had because of her gender was the fact that whenever they were somewhere that could afford the luxury, she was granted her own room, instead of being forced to go to the barracks with the rest of the men. Sometimes, soldiers would even go out of their way to ready up and prepare a place for her and Serebryakov to sleep in.
Unfortunately, what had once been a rather important strategic advantage was starting to become a bit of an issue. In particular… Tanya squared her shoulders and prepared mentally.
Using Computation Orbs for magic had many advantages, and for the most part, almost no disadvantages… but almost doesn’t mean zero. And Tanya was starting to become familiar with one of the less known, and indeed, almost unheard of side effects that came from overusing Computation Orbs.
So much so that they’d needed to see an entire platoon of medics and have a battery of tests performed, only to find out that there was no real solution for it… it’d happened, and it couldn’t be reversed without surgery, but the medics had insisted that… well, even surgery would only be a temporary solution.
Tanya turned the doorknob, and felt the waft of the sweet smell that pervaded the room she shared with Lt. Serebryakov, felt it head right into her nostrils, spreading its warmth from there directly into her brain. It was always strong, it was always present, and it grew stronger and stronger the longer they went between… sessions.
Tanya closed her eyes, and stepped into the room, locking the door behind herself. It was only natural, that their room, the ‘women’s’ room, was one of the most secure places in the base.
Of course, what everyone else didn’t know, of course, was that what they believed to be a pure and innocent pair of young girls, soldiers who gave their all for their country, angels really…
Tanya opened her eyes, and saw the bedridden Viktoriya who had retired to her room as soon as they’d returned from their last mission, having built up too much stress, having become too backed up, as she pushed herself to her limits to try to keep up with the rest of the unit, and even Tanya herself.
But Tanya’s eyes were focused on the towering erection between Viktoriya’s legs, a titanic spear of flesh standing proud and at attention, saluting Tanya’s arrival and trembling powerfully in excitement at the sight of the major. Intellectually, Tanya knew it was not the size of a mountain, but right then and there, she could scarcely tell the difference between Viktoriya’s rod, and a skyscraper.
It was made worse by the fact that Viktoriya’s balls stretched the white cotton of her panties almost to their breaking point, looking almost comical.
Tanya gulped, her tongue and throat tingling already.
The medics had been clear. An extremely rare side effect of overusing magic, but treatable. If anything, in some ways, it was probably the most convenient potential side effect, especially as long as Tanya could swallow her pride and take care of her adjutant. The consensus had been clear and simple. Viktoriya’s stress would become arousal and she would become quickly backed up after combat, and would need sexual release or she would suffer.
Unfortunately, the last mission they’d been on had seen everyone being pushed to their limits, and even worse, it’d been three days since they’d had a moment to, ah, take care of Viktoriya… needless to say, the lieutenant was at her limits right then.
Tanya saw her balls pulse, and almost feared that Viktoriya’s throbbing cock would explode on its own… but no such luck. In fact, no amount of self-stimulation would ever satisfy her either. And that was why Tanya approached the bed, swallowing her nerves and hesitation, and got on the bed, between Viktoriya’s legs.
Gathering her courage, and cursing Being X, because of course the evil so-called god would bring this humiliation unto her, Tanya leaned forward, opened her mouth, and ran her tiny pink tongue up from nearly the base of Viktoriya’s salty cock all the way up to its tip, and the very instant she got there, a gasping moan escaped the unconscious lieutenant and a spurt of thick, almost white spurt of cock juice, precum, erupted from the tip of Viktoriya’s cock and landed on Tanya’s tongue.
A little bit salty, but not terrible. An unfortunate truth, Tanya had become very used to this taste, and she didn’t mind it much anymore. The sweet scent Viktoriya had when she needed to be taken care of intensified, it was emanated from her cock in the first place, and getting close to it was enough to start numbing Tanya’s thoughts and feelings.
It was always a whole lot easier to keep going as soon as she started, as her inhibitions started to fall apart, and she just enjoyed the taste and feel of Viktoriya’s cock on her tongue, as she ran it up and down the thick, veiny meat rod, layering kisses along it, already feeling her mind fleeting away.
“Curse you, being X,” she muttered, “you gave me this body… this female body that craves this..!” she muttered to herself, her hands coming forward and caressing, stroking, the lower parts of the shaft as she opened her mouth, as wide as she could, using the same muscles that she used unconsciously whenever her nerves got the best of her.
With her mouth open as big as it could, Tanya engulfed the tip of Viktoriya’s cock, and her tongue immediately began lavishing its loving attention upon the dark red head of the Russy girl’s cock, almost of its own volition, while stroking the rest of her cock furiously. In Tanya’s mind, the only thing she was thinking about was that the taste of cock was spreading through her throat, and pooling alongside Visha’s precum right there in Tanya’s core.
Cursing her slutty body, Tanya sucked and slurped and swallowed and stroked Visha’s meat rod, the cannon that put all the other guns in the squad to shame, servicing it with all of her effort, strength and passion, displaying every merit and virtue that had made her one of the most celebrated officers in the whole of the Empire, to suck cock instead.
And before long Tanya’s mind was mostly burned away, as it usually was, and everything she knew and understood vanished, leaving only a cock hungry slut that wanted nothing more than to relieve the pressure in those big, fat semen tanks.
One of Tanya’s hands played with Visha’s balls, the other stroked most of Visha’s cock, and her mouth desperately sucked out the increasingly thicker streams of precum that erupted from the tip of Visha’s penis.
“Maaajooooor,” Visha’s voice came out in a gasping moan, as her eyes fluttered open.
Tanya had a single instant of panic, Visha had never woken up before she was finished draining her balls before! Usually, by the time she got to this state, Visha was so exhausted that she would sleep for almost the entire day even through multiple blowjobs!
Tanya’s eyes opened wide with panic, but she could not bring herself to part with Visha’s cock, couldn’t stop sucking, even for a second, even to try to do anything to fix the situation… instead, she kept sucking, kept stroking, kept servicing her adjutant.
“Major… you’re so cute, major,” Visha giggled, sounding half drunk, half asleep, closing her eyes and giving a pervy smile that sent shivers down Tanya’s spine, especially as Visha’s hands raised into the air… menacingly.
For some reason, as Visha half raised her arms, the image of her dressed only in a flimsy tanktop and her panties was suddenly intensely sexy and… somehow intimidating. Tanya for some reason felt like a very tiny and cute small animal, right in front of a mighty and powerful predator that saw her as a tasty meal…
Visha’s hands grabbed at the back of Tanya’s head, and with a terrifyingly menacing grin, Visha bore down on Tanya. “Aaah, this is a dream, the best kind of dream… Major, major, suck my cock, majooooor!”
Visha forced Tanya down, forced her to swallow the oversized cannon between her legs, Tanya panicking and freezing, unable to resist, Visha’s physical strength enhanced by her pure and unrestrained desire, and Tanya herself being subjected to a strange inability to put up any effort, unable to resist, unable to stop Visha, unable to do anything but relax her throat and swallow.
Tanya felt her throat bulge as Visha’s cock pierced forward with the might of a bombardment spell, though the deeper Visha went, the more Tanya’s eyes bulged, the more her throat enlarged, and more importantly, the less she was able to resist. Tanya’s hands fell, and rather than do anything to resist, they instead caressed and massaged Visha’s balls through the thin cotton of her panties.
“Major, your throat’s amazing, it’s amazing, it’s the beeeest!” Visha roared, as she began to forcefully pull Tanya back, and before the small blonde could do so much as breathe, Visha forced her all the way down again, this time going deep enough to force Tanya to kiss the root of her cock, her lips in a ring around its base.
Tanya’s deepthroat skills were rough and imperfect, but it didn’t matter, because like for many other things, she had talent for sucking cock in spades, and Visha’s help, and the lieutenant was quickly able to strike a powerful, quick and heavy rhythm that gave Tanya just enough time to desperately gulp in air between plunges, though her face became messier and messier, tears and snot dripping from her as she was turned into less of a human, and more of a living pocket pussy.
Visha groaned, roared, and laughed drunkenly and messily, as she began to moan out her pleasure. “Yes, yes, I’ve dreamed of this, so many times, I’ve dreamed of you taking care of me like this..!” she moaned.
Tanya’s panicked mind came back into focus for that one moment. She had been awake! Every time! She’d apparently dismissed it as just a wet dream, but apparently, she’d been awake every time that Tanya had dealt with her accumulated stress!
Visha giggled once more. “You’re so good, majooor! You’re perfect at everything you do, of course you’re the perfect cocksucker tooooo!” she shouted, redoubling the speed at which she was fucking Tanya’s throat, the sound of Visha’s moans only being matched by the increasingly more panicky sound of Tanya’s gagging, gulping, sniffing and swallowing.
Tanya’s throat looked almost like her heart was up to her throat, beating there, from how it bulged and moved and pulsed, expanding when the cock invaded it, and deflating as it retreated.
“Heee, here, here I come, Major, here comes all my semen, swallow it, drink it, drink my cum! I’m gonna, I’m, CUMMIIIIIING!” Visha shrieked as she forced Tanya all the way down, pressing the lovely little Devil of the Rhine’s face against her crotch, and unloading a payload that put any bomb to shame, hotter than napalm, greasier than any sausage, and more filling than any sort of ration.
Visha’s cum flowed almost like a river, but the brown haired girl wasn’t satisfied yet, her hips desperately humping Tanya’s face. “No… no, I wanna, I wanna see the major, I wanna sully, dirty, defile the major’s lovely face,” she said, forcing Tanya’s face off of her crotch. The moment her airway was cleared, Tanya coughed, spittle flying, cum and phlegm and saliva coming out as she panicked.
Visha panted, but desperately stroked her cock while holding Tanya up by the hair, the tip aimed at Tanya’s cute face, each stroke causing another thick, heavy strand of white cum to erupt from the tip of Visha’s large cock, painting Tanya’s face, more and more, not quite covering her entirely, but definitely giving her an absolutely lovely semen glazing.
Visha sighed in pleasure and cooed. “Major… you’re so cute Major…” she moaned.
Tanya, half cum drunk, half fucked stupid, looked up at Visha with teary eyes… and noticed that Visha’s cock was still big, it was still throbbing, and it was still just as menacing. “Guh, S-Se, Serebryakov, L-Lieutenant Se-“ she gulped, trying to push a glob of semen down, blinking, trembling, as Visha looked down at her.
“Major… Major,” Visha moaned, smiling.
“H-How long-“
Visha giggled. “Since the start..!” she said. “Every time… every time, I pretended to be asleep, but- but I can’t, I can’t take it anymore!” she said, “Major, I can’t take it anymore! I can’t hold back any longer!”
“E-Ehh!? No no no, no-“ Tanya panicked as Visha used her seemingly brutish strength to fling Tanya back onto the thin, flimsy and firm bed.
Without hesitation or a moment’s pause, Visha grabbed Tanya’s pants and damn near ripped them off of her, leaving the Major wearing only a tiny pair of panties… a pair that almost even looked sexy. “My my, Major, you came ready to seduce me in these..!”
“N-No, I just- I couldn’t find ones in my size when we were last in town so-“ Tanya shivered in place, as Visha licked her lips.
“Don’t lie to me Major…” Visha said, wagging her finger. “Look at you, look at your soaked panties,” she said, giggling, two fingers teasing at Tanya’s cute little mound, pressing the wet panties against it, making a squishy noise as she played. “Clitty clitty clitty, I’m playing with the Major’s clitty!”
“L-Lieutenant, you’re- you’re drunk, I’ll let it go if, if-“
Visha smirked down at her, and approached Tanya, pecking her lips. “Would you like to hear a secret Major?” she asked.
“I- Ah-“
“I’ve wanted to fuck you since before I grew this cock,” Visha said. “You’re perfect, Major. You’re cute, you’re reliable, you’re strong, you’re intelligent, you’re so beautiful, I can’t even stand it,” she said, “everyone here thinks the same, everyone thinks you’re like an angel, descended from above, a messenger from God himself to show His favor to the empire,” she said. “But me… I know better… I know you’re human, just like me…” Visha said, pecking Tanya’s lips again.
“T-T-That’s right!” Tanya said, panicking. “I- I’m just human, just like you, a-and-“
Visha began rubbing the front of Tanya’s panties, the soaked crotch of them, but not with her fingers, instead, with the tip of her cock, insistently pressing it against Tanya’s sex.
“L-Lieutenant..!” Tanya let out one last panicked cry, but presented absolutely no resistance as Visha moved her soaked white panties to the side, and then began to tease Tanya’s cute little slit directly, her large cock kissing the cute little cunny, the virgin lips barely parting…
“Aaah… so cute and innocent, you’re barely even-“
Visha moaned wantonly, and lined herself up with Tanya’s vagina. It was almost like they were standing at a precipice, like right then and there, it had all come to a head.
For a brief, single and solitary second, Tanya realized that this was the last moment she could do anything. That if events continued, that if she didn’t stop things right then and there, there’d be no turning back, no coming back. It wasn’t so much a slippery slope, as it was a black hole that would drag her in and seal her within, never to escape.
Tanya knew right then and there that if she didn’t put a stop to Visha at that moment, then she never would be able to.
Tanya’s legs wrapped around Visha’s waist, and as Visha came down for another kiss, their tongues intertwined, and the lieutenant’s cock split Tanya’s virgin pussy lips, piercing deep into the slick, wet and ready pussy that welcomed her in.
Tanya winced. As immensely aroused and prepared as she was, as worked up and ready as she could ever be, Visha’s cock was large, large enough that it would be impressive on a regular sized man, and though it was not cartoonishly huge, to Tanya it might as well be, to her body, stunted in its growth by malnutrition and rigorous training, it might as well be the same sort of nonsense that she saw in the hentai that had been so common in her first life.
Tanya was uncomfortable, but not in pain, instead, even as she was stuffed, overfilled, she felt nothing but joy and pleasure. This, this was of her own choice, this wasn’t forced upon her, not Being X’s will, but her own – no doubt, the asshole would want her to be some sort of pure symbol or icon of his faith, but like this… yes…
Tanya’s mouth opened subconsciously and she screamed out her first cum even before she was even fully penetrated, cumming her brains out and melting into senseless pleasure as Visha pushed even more and more into her, Tanya’s brain being destroyed into mush by Visha.
Panting, desperately trying to hold back, Visha looked down at Tanya, and Tanya looked up at her with an expression of pure, undiluted and uncorrupted joy, giving her a look that was so unlike the image she always tried to present, of a controlled, calm and calculating soldier, an image of disciplinary perfection…
And Visha completely, utterly and absolutely lost her mind at the sight of her beloved, cute little Major being turned into such an unrepentant, uncompromised slut. “Ma-Major, n-no! Tanya! Tanya! Tanya!” Visha screamed, pulling back and then plunging back in, a squishy and wet noise erupting from Tanya’s pussy, again and again, getting deeper and deeper each time she went in.
Soon enough Tanya was taking almost the entirety of Visha’s cock, and Visha could feel that there was a barrier, something that was preventing further passage, even as she saw Tanya’s belly bulge every time she hilted herself, every time their skin slapped against each other and she dragged another wanton, lustful moan from the blonde, made her icy, almost silvery blue eyes grow more unfocused… Visha wanted more, she wanted Tanya to be fully undone, wanted to break her utterly and completely, wanted to see what Tanya truly looked like when she lost it completely, lost it as badly as Visha herself had!
“This..!” Visha roared, fucking harder and harder, pressing her cock against that final barrier, that last bit of Tanya’s body, that showed her resistance, that defied her, that denied her, gouging up Tanya’s insides, pussy juice flying all over and splashing over their crotches, as Tanya’s body became little more than Visha’s pocket pussy, an object to satisfy her lewd desires and on which she deposited all of her love and attention, but still, but still!
Tanya’s eyes, almost but not quite unfocused, searched for Visha, and she raised her hands weakly, eyes filled with tears, as if she was scared, afraid. Visha stopped only for an instant, and a chill went through her, as she realized what was wrong, what the problem was.
Her hands were supporting her weight, but she could support herself on her knees alone for just a moment, just long enough to intertwine their fingers together, and then come bearing down with a kiss, pressing Tanya’s body against the bed, their hands locked together, and their lips sealed in a searing kiss, bringing Tanya up onto her lap, as Visha sat back down on the bed, this position, with the aid of gravity… as Visha finally completely conquered Tanya’s body, it fully and utterly surrendered to her.
Tanya presented no resistance, the final barrier opening up for Visha, allowing the final little bit of cock inside her, into the deepest reaches of her body, reaching into her very womb, and with the intense heat, pressure and love, Visha finally came undone, and in what seemed like an instant, Visha lost control of her body, and her crotch, and felt the slightest bit of pressure relief on her as she and Tanya shared mutual moans that they muffled with a kiss.
Tanya’s tummy expanded, noticeably, as Visha filled her tiny womb with thick baby juice, and the two of them shared a loving kiss for almost a full minute.
Still connected together by their crotches, they parted their lips, looked at each other firmly for a few seconds… and then Visha began pounding Tanya furiously once again, the flimsy bed creaking and protesting as Visha began pounding her commanding officer, bouncing the small blonde’s hips against her crotch, the major’s arms wrapping around Visha’s shoulders and neck their lips meeting in kisses, their crotches slamming against one another, again, and again, and again, cumming bucketloads each time and dragging countless mind-shattering orgasms off of Tanya, both of them reduced to pleasure seeking animals that did little but lust after each other.
Even if at some point, Tanya had become insensate, capable of answering only in weak, pathetic moans, as Visha thoroughly, completely and utterly destroyed anything and everything that remained of Tanya’s mind, leaving only a tiny little succubus, a cock obsessed love doll that existed only to accept and pleasure Visha’s dick.
At the same time, Visha herself thought that if she were to live a life where all she did was simply love each other, and satisfy each other’s needs, then maybe, just maybe, such a life wouldn’t be so bad at all… but all good things must come to an end, and so did their mating, after many, many hours of debauched loving, uninterrupted, taking full advantage of their right to privacy as the only women in the base…
It would only be in the wee hours of the morning, shortly before both of them would normally be waking up, that they finally would stop, collapsed together in bed, their bodies intertwined and stuck together by their fluids.
As they finished, Visha smiled. “I guess… I should get ready for my court martial?” she asked.
Tanya hummed.
“I just… I just wanted to say… I don’t regret loving you, Ma- no, Tanya,” she said.
“Idiot…” Tanya muttered, turning around and kissing Visha on the lips, a short, innocent, lovely peck. “You better take responsibility for what you did to me.”
“M-Major..!” Visha said, eyes filling with happy tears.
Much like in many other things, however, Visha would go on to learn that Major Tanya von Degurechaff did not do relationships by half… not that she’d have her beloved any other way!