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Mayneth's Reconstruction	By : NTheTwelfth Category: +S through Z > Xenogears Views: 648 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Mayneth's Reconstruction
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Metallic fingers whirred as the tall woman expertly worked the controls. The damage was severe, but was still workable. The near-dead woman on the medical table lay motionless as Vanea slowly but surely integrated her soft flesh into the cold robotic form that she would soon inhabit. As she worked, Vanea got definite eyefuls of Fiora’s naked body. How her breasts perked skyward due to her small, muscular frame. How her light brushing of pubic hair, something that Machina didn’t have, was expertly trimmed and framed her tight slit. How moles and freckles across her body denoted imperfections, and yet those were what made her a Homs. How her soft lips beckoned, no, yearned for a kiss from a lover.
Vanea couldn’t help herself. Pressing her floppy silicon chest into Fiora’s motionless shoulder, she slipped a tongue deep into Fiora’s cold mouth. “Good thing that Lady Mayneth won’t remember this,” she muttered to herself. “Or maybe she could keep a secret…” She had a crush on their deity ever since she was a little girl centuries ago, and now here was her vessel, ripe for the taking. Kissing the unconscious girl made Vanea hot, and she started to rub her metallic clit, easily due the fact that Machina “clothes” are just designs on their skin, dripping a bit of lubricant onto the flooring.
Moving downward, Vanea gently nuzzled the pink circles of Fiora’s nipples. She was jealous of how Homs had actual usable breasts, as all Machina breasts were used for attracting mates. She wanted to know what they were like, so she massaged Fiora's left breast and took her right pointy nipple into her anxious mouth. In her mind’s eye, she saw herself suckling on Lady Mayneth, fully Homs, delivering her warm milk into Vanea’s desperate mouth. Alas, no milk flowed from the woman on the table, but a small trickle between her legs started pooling on the cold bench.
Vanea reluctantly departed from the chest that she loved so dearly, and slowly caressed the supple flesh of Fiora. With determination, but not force, she slowly massaged the unmoving skin, planting kisses on every small blemish that she found. She ran her fingers across Fiora’s toned abs, appreciating every nook and cranny of Fiora’s body. Small scars littered her skin, with one huge one cutting a hole through her chest, which had only recently been closed, but Vanea was extremely careful not to disturb that one too much. Vanea explored all of Fiora, kissing her head and neck down to her toes, but purposely left one spot alone, the best for last.
Vanea was nearly drooling (and her pussy certainly was too) as she raised Fiora’s legs and clamped them into stirrups, exposing her womanly treasure to the prying eyes. Even though she was nearly dead, Fiora's body was still reacting to Vanea’s sexual stimuli, and her nether lips glistened in the soft lighting. The small blonde triangle tickled Vanea’s lips as her breath grew hasty as she leaned into the beautiful hole. Vanea dove her tongue into the chasm of Fiora's buttocks, piercing the delicate rosebud nestled within. Her nose gets a full whiff of Fiora’s scents as Vanea’s actions draw out more and more pheromones, with her juices running down Vanea’s cheeks. Eventually, Vanea had enough of Fiora’s butt and moved upward to her pussy. It was different from a Machina pussy, as it had inner lips that defiantly protruded outward, exposing her inner hole to the world, as opposed to the Machina pussy, which were all round and puffy. Vanea dug her fingers into her puffy lips and scratched her clit fiercely as she gently kissed Fiora's.
Vanea loved it. A Homs clit was the total opposite of a Machina one, as it was firm yet soft, and nestled safely under a small flap of skin, while the Machina one was essentially a bolt that stood out, exposed to the elements. Vanea didn’t mind though, as she doubled her aggressiveness on her own body as she began suckling on Fiora’s clit. Unlike the nipples, Vanea did get a drink this time, as Fiora's body produced more lubricant for the invasive mouth, running down Vanea’s face and body and mixing with Vanea’s oily lube. Fiora’s weak breathing barely changed, but still grew more intense as her body weakly shaked as orgasm approached. Vanea, sensing this, dug a finger into Fiora’s asshole and her tongue deep into her pussy, feeling the entrance to her vagina, where she found a small flap of flesh guarding the inner recesses of the womanhood and carefully avoided breaking it.
Fiora’s body contracted around Vanea as she clamped down on her face. The pussy pulses sucking on her tongue drew out an orgasm from Vanea too, who sprayed her juices across the room, wetting the floor in her oil, as Fiora wet Vanea in her own watery cum. As the contractions slowed, Vanea climbed up onto the near-corpse, angling her pussy overtop of Fiora’s exposed lips, her quim trembling in excitement. She sat down heavily on Fiora’s crotch, her clit smothered against Fiora’s. Vanea pistoned her hips into Fiora’s limp body, desperate for another orgasm. The feeling of their harmonious bond as they mixed juices caused Vanea to squirt again, coating Fiora’s torso and abdomen in slick female oil. Finally, the eyes watching from the darkness spoke to the pair.
“You have such a beautiful face when you cum, sister,” Egil called out. “Makes me fall for you all over again.”
“Egil. Want to join?” Vanea beckoned for her brother and slapped her asscheek.
“Of course, sister. You know that I would never say no to you.” His robotic cock grew rapidly and protruded outward, pointing at Egil’s sister. “Sit on her face, Vanea,” he commanded, and Vanea swiftly complied. She planted her moist slit over Fiora’s mouth and nose as Egil drove his cock deep into her rectum. Even if she had a crush on Lady Mayneth, Egil was always there to be a physical lover to her. Her butt was exclusively his property, but he never touched her pussy, so it was a good thing that she learned to love butt stuff at only a few decades old.
She felt her brother stretch her rectum as she grinned her clit into Fiora’s chin. She grabbed the perky tits bouncing around for support as Egil slammed her bowels, his heavy metal balls ramming into Fiora’s forehead. The rush of her lover’s wet mouth sheltering her clit and her brother filling her ass made Vanea cum once more, the hardest one yet. She screamed as she sprayed her slime directly into Fiora’s nose, drowning the girl in cum, and Egil soon followed, emptying his balls deep in his sister’s rotund butt.
Egil gave his sister a kiss on the neck. “Thank you, Vanea. I needed that.” He pulled his softening cock out of his sister. “I’ll be in the capital,” and with that, he walked away from the gaping rear hole he left behind. Vanea looked down on her lover’s body, like a predator eyeing its prey. Fiora’s body was coated in a thick layer of fluids and her hair was drenched and matted.
“She’s beautiful like this.” Vanea smiled as she lapped up her own juices.
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“Lady Mayneth. Welcome back to us.” Vanea gave a deep bow to her patron saint. “I hope you find this vessel agreeable.”
Mayneth moved around cautiously, careful to not trip over her own legs in her new body. Fiora’s eyes glowed a faint red. “Your name was Vanea, was it not?” Vanea nodded. “Ah, you’ve grown since I’ve last seen you. You were just a cute little girl back then, but now you are a beautiful, fully grown woman.” Mayneth, now fully used to her new form, sat on the workbench and swiftly exposed Fiora’s now metallic pussy to a shocked Vanea. “...And I can indeed keep a secret,” she said with a wink.
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