Agent Tygress

FFYL 32-36

Added 2021-04-14 11:53:09 +0000 UTC

"Target sighted!" Ensign Catalea's voice comes over the comms young and clear with excitement. The rookie can't wait for her first combat engagement to begin.

"Excellent," Comes the voice of their distant controller, safe back on their mothership. "Now get ready for your stimulants girls."

"Remember, Catalea" Lt Cayenne purrs, "Just climax as much as you can. Let yourself go. It's the only way to successfully integrate an actual combat dose." The experienced veteran has three survived missions to her credit. In two more she could return to Mars with a lovely combat bonus and a corporate discharge, but she knows she'll never retire, not when there's so much fun to be had killing sluts in the hard vacuum of space!

"I know, Cyn!" The young woman chirps back, using her bedroom nickname for the barely older veteran. "I'm ready!"

"OH! Oh FUCK!" The young trooper gasps as the phalluses in her basement shoot their loads of combat accelerant into her trembling body, concentrating on channeling the pain and sheer time-dilating madness of the drugs into pleasure and, incidentally, not letting her heart explode. She uses the tantric breathing techniques that Cayenne has taught her in many training sessions in the older girl's quarters...

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CONTINUED FROM: https://www.patreon.com/posts/49858365

You can find character studies of Catalea here; https://www.patreon.com/posts/49858365

Also, here's my initial tests of the fully sealed version of this space combat bodysuit; https://www.patreon.com/posts/49813823