Quickies:Gamer Girls: Gruntpocalypse

The four women were all pale skin, brown hair, and eyes, with only their heights and chest size being the difference between them. Kaylar, 5'3, dancing with DDs, dawned black and red Scout armor. Megan, 5'8, hanging with Hs, wore brown and green Security armor. Sam, 5'1, frisking with Fs in light and dark blue ODST armor. Finally, Green, 5'3, mesmerized with Ms, who was in a lose-win battle in her green and white Grenadier MJOLNIR—acting as a powered sports bra. 

Kaylar moved to the roof, grabbing the sniper rifle and scanning the area for enemies. Sam moved into the central room that overlooked the map, using her DMR to monitor the area for enemies like the other Spartan just over her head. Megan had moved straight down the spawning hallway, exiting from the right side, with a raised deck and only a single staircase down, gaining the advantage with her DMR. Green made her way out the left side to a small open garage and climbed into the back of the rocket pod turret, gaining the ability to turn 360 degrees on it, spinning while waiting.

Gruntpocalypse sounded.

It was as if someone flipped a switch, as swarms of alien creatures appeared, flooding the map. They looked bipedal, short, stocky, and swollen appendages, with armor covering only their torso and face and carrying backpacks bigger than them. Though some did have helmets. These creatures from outer space were Grunts, the cannon fodder of the Covenant, given no shields or anything. The only thing in their favor was numbers. Though already weak with little protection, the aforementioned oversized backpack for methane tanks, as the grunts do not breathe oxygen. However, methane is highly explosive, meaning the grunts were walking bombs. Their only real threat was that the more competent grunts would be given heavy weapons like anti-armor, Fuel Rod Guns, and anti-infantry Plasma Casters, each with at least two grenades. In contrast, that seems alright. Some very zealous and crazed Grunts will take a grande in each hand, activate it, and charge enemies. It's the suicidal grunts that get the Spartans most.

The swarms of Grunts began their assault, pushing on the two entrances. Kaylar was using the Sniper Rifle to remove the heavies from range, trying to save its ammo for actual threats. Sam was underneath the sniper, trying to reduce the numbers of the Grunts as much as she could before they could reinforce the Grunts attacking the two sides. Megan held the line for the time being because of the weirdly designed walkways. While she had a decent amount of cover, so did her targets. But there was no concern for the time being. On the other hand, Green was having the time of her life. Using the rocket turret on the Hog to take chunks out of the Grunts going her way. The other three could hear her menace laughing over the comms.

Things started to get more complicated as the Grunts continued to multiply, even with the four Spartans taking them down as much as they could. With three constantly having to make ammo runs, there were small bursts where the Grunts could push further. At this point, the Grunts had used their methane tanks' unique jump ability to bring them onto a walkway roof, bringing them to equal ground against Megan. Of the ones that were dying by the dozens to Green, one got a lucky grenade through, sticking it to the Warthog. The Spartan had just enough time to bail before it exploded. She was pushed back to the hallway, only having a DMR, fortunately with a full stock of ammo. One thing from this that was in the girls' favor was that in Gruntpocalypse, the enemy vehicles didn't spawn. So they didn't have to worry about the small ghosts supporting the attack or taking shots from the Wraith Tank.

Kaylar groaned as she heard the dreaded click of her sniper out of ammo. Throwing it to her side, she began to unload into the swarm of Grunts with her DMR. Megan and Green were pushed back to the hallway that connected everything, taking the chances they could and grabbing more ammo. Sam could hold her own as long as the other two in the hallway held their position. Suddenly, a mass of Grunts used their jump ability to reach the roof. Kaylar dropped a few before being pushed into the hallway. That led to the domino effect of more Grunts making it to the two entrances, and now there was a third front in the hallway. The three Spartans tried to hold the hallway, but even with the choke points, there were just too many Grunts pushing the three into the closed-off room Sam had defended until now. The four now focused on the only entrance to the room, unable to use the windows.

The first wave of Grunts made it through the door and, though, killed swiftly. The Spartans continued holding for about ten minutes until a suicide Grunt went off, dropping active grenades, releasing more explosions, and setting off other grenades dropped by the dead grunts and nearby methane tanks. The massive chain link explosion spared no one in the small room. Fortunately, the spartan shields took most of the damage, getting knocked out, knocking the four spartans on their asses, and causing them disorientation, even destroying a couple of their weapons. Coming around, the girls released a series of grunts and groans from the discombobulation.

While the Spartans were stunned, the Grunts pushed hard, swarming the room, and overtook the girls. Many Grunts began pinning down each spartan, tearing away at the damaged armor, pulling away panels and pieces until the MJOLNIR was too damaged to recharge and shut down. The grunts began ripping into the tech suit underneath, exposing the Spartan's skin, and soon enough, the ripped holes tore away, showing intimate areas of the girls. Still stunned by the explosions, the girls were helpless to fight back against the onslaught of pieces torn away until their helmets were finally ripped off, leaving their well-toned bodies completely exposed. 

The Spartans, now pinned by numerous grunts and their bodies exposed to the air, started to come to. However, it was too late; the Aliens were beginning to have their fun. Their small, stubby hands squeezed and groped the wonderful mounds attached to the girls' bodies. The four could only groan in embarrassment as they were now only the grunts playing things. Kaylar's very sensitive boobs forced a moan out as they were assaulted, Encouraging the Grunts around her to be even rougher. One of the smaller Aliens had pulled their mouthpiece free so they could latch onto and suck on Green's nipple, another was enjoying the softness by motorboating Megan's tits, and one was slapping around Sam's breasts. The number of grunts surrounding the girls grew, joining the festivities and extracting moans from all Spartans. 

This assault continued; Kaylar, pushed over the edge by her sensitive breasts, came right there in front of everyone, hard. But her moaning mess of a climax was cut off as a Grunt's cock forced its way into her mouth, letting out a surprised gulk while pushed on her back and forced to blow the cock in her mouth. One straddled her body, ruthlessly fucking her tits, while a third maneuvered between her legs, using its surprising strength to move her legs up and push its cock inside of her already wet cunt, causing muffled moans and gulks to the member who was currently in her mouth. Megan was on her back, too, but it seemed she wasn't wet enough for them. She had one Grunt straddling and fucking her fat tits. While another was fucking her face faster than the one in Kaylar. Forcing small but repeated gulk, gulk, gulk, gulks out of her.

The other two spartans were faring just the same. Sam had been knocked prone, with a Grunt stationed in front of her using its hands to force her head down on its cock repeatedly, allowing the Spartan to glare up in defiance at the one taking her mouth. However, the glare disappeared as one of the Aliens mounted her from behind, thrusting into her pussy. Forcing a surprised, muffled moan from Sam, as well as making her eyes soften a bit. Green was on her hands and knees and was taking the brunt of the Grunts. One was holding her head in place as it fucked her mouth, while another thrust hard into her cunt from behind. Two shameless Grunts were below her; one was thrusting upwards into the amazing fat tits, while another was still sucking on a nipple, refusing to release as if its life depended on it. Green was giving muffled moans from the assault.

The first wave of Grunts lasted for about twenty minutes. Their assaults forced the room to be filled with the sounds of four Spartans Gulking repeatedly. Gulk, gulk, gulk gulk until the first wave of Alien cum hit them. The girls were forced to take in all of the seed as it filled their holes and covered their tits and faces. The girls coughed as their mouths emptied from the surprising volume but refilled as a second wave of Grunts took their place. One now pushed into Megan's very wet cunt. The Grunt sucking on Green's tits only stopped long enough to take breaths from its mouthpiece and returned to its precocious tit. The Spartans would gulk again as their mouths were used roughly again. One Grunt slapped Sam's ass roughly as it thrust into her.

The Spartans were being pushed over the edge by the fourth wave of this Grunt orgy. The four tensed up on the cocks that penetrated them, forcing those inside of them to cum as well, not having time to reset before more replaced them. Kaylar had been pushed onto her hands and knees and was now mounted like Green. However, when the alien pushed into her, it had been a few inches off, thrusting to the base of her ass in one go, forcing a muffled scream from Kaylar. Her mind fried as the Grunt absentmindedly thrust hard and deep into her ass. Another joined the one sucking on Green's nipples, bringing her total to five Grunts at once. 

Megan had two Grunts grab her hands and use them to stroke their members while waiting for their turns with her other holes. The alien currently fucking her had spread her legs wide, mounting them on its shoulders, allowing deeper access, and also bringing her number up to five like Green. She was gulking every time the Grunt reached down her throat. Sam was now in the same position as Megan and Kaylar, with two grunts, using her hands to jerk while waiting. And like with Kaylar, a Grunt Had missed its target roughly and deeply penetrating Sam's ass. All Sam could do was give surprised but muffled yelps as she was still blowing the grunt before her.

The wave continued for about ten minutes until something happened, catching the Grunts off guard. Brain fried Kaylar, at that point, has just been sitting there and taking it like the other girls. Suddenly, she was throwing her hips back into the one sodomizing her. She started to show her tricks on the one in her mouth, deep-throating multiple times. She grabbed the nearest of the Aliens and started to stroke them roughly. It wasn't going to be enough to make them cum anytime soon, but they were enjoying it quite a lot. She was releasing muffled moans and gulks rather happily. Seeing the other options, the Grunts started doing more for their Spartans. Green was kept on her hands and knees as One of the Aliens had moved under her so they could fuck her cunt from below while a Grunt mounted and fucked her ass from behind. Bringing her total to six aliens, causing Green to give more erratic muffled gulls as she was being thrust into from three angles.

The Grunts also had ideas for Megan and Sam. One had moved under Megan, so it could thrust into her ass from behind while the one in front thrust into her cunt, Moaning muffled groans as both of her holes and her nipples received abuse. Now in a face-down ass-up position, Sam had a small Grunt move under to thrust into her cunt, So that another could mount and fuck her ass wildly. One of the Grunts, using her hands, was now on her back and using her arms to lift her upper body. This allowed another of the Aliens to move in front of her to start thrusting between her F Cups. The one that had been using her mouth was now standing to her side and facefucking her from a new angle. Forcing strained, muffled moans and gulks from Sam. The Grunts were now using both holes on all four girls.

At some point, the mindbroken Kaylar had moved. She was now anally riding a grunt on the floor while pressing her DDs together, tittyfucking the alien sitting in front of her. At the same time, her head was turned in a different direction from that of a standing Grunt. Throating the unready alien roughly. All it could do was rest its hands on her head. The rest of the Grunts were using the three Spartans. But there was a legit line to be fucked by the one that was going wild. After about a hundred waves of Grunts, everything went black. Kaylar's voice could be heard over the silence, sighting. "We lost in a firefight again." Megan could be heard then. "Another firefight or something else? I want a win here, and something before the night is done. My bug eyes demand it." Green's voice was next. "If we play a normal firefight, I can grab the wraith," Sam answered. "You always kill us with it. You are caboose with tits. No to you ever getting a vehicle." Kaylar could be heard pinching the bridge of her nose before speaking. "Infection?"  A collection of three yeses, and the girls went on to the next game.