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🕑 Added 2019-01-29 20:36:02 +0000 UTCHey everyone!
I've been busy adding some more functionality for you guys this week. Some will make your lives easier and some will not. Hehe.
I've also been looking for artists to replace my lovely wife. I have two that look pretty good right now but I'll wait till the build release to start contacting as I'll ask for help there too. I don't want to commit till I've seen all my options.
This week will just be me putting stuff in the game and making sure there are no bugs before the launch.
And here is the finally for Jumping Jenny:
Jennifer had never liked killing anything. She had been forced to, from time to time, but if there was any other way, she would take it.
Instead of aiming at the tentacles coming for her, she lifted her rifle to the sky and fired twice. The loud *CRACK* of the plasma bolts shooting into the heavens made the creature back off for a moment and that was all the time she needed.
Looking around, Jumping Jenny spotted the remains of her pants and, more importantly, the universal translator that had cost her almost as much as her ship.
Diving for the small box, the space trucker turned the thing on and screamed; “Stop! I don’t want to fight but I will if you push me!”
The machine spewed a bunch of weird sounds until a gurgle answered from down below. The translator adjusted and then said in a robotic voice; “Hungry… Horny!”
The visible tentacles waved around at that last statement, making the woman backup a little.
“What do you eat?” she asked, glad that the thing was smart enough to communicate, if crudely.
“Prey,” it simply answered.
“So meat, probably,” Jennifer assumed. “Give me a moment,” she said, slowly taking a few steps back to her ship.
The creature didn’t seem pleased with her leaving but, remembering the loud riffle, it stayed put.
Jenny ran to her ship when she was at a safe distance and wiped her brow. ‘Wow… That was a close one,’ she thought as she looked into her larder. Most of it was dried stuff but she did like to eat well from time to time. Pulling out two large frozen birds, she thawed them in the proper machine before walking back out.
It was weird to go feed the thing that had raped her two seconds ago but that was life as an adventuring space trucker. Sometimes, you had to let go of the small stuff to move forward. ‘Plus… Those tentacles felt pretty awesome,’ she thought with a smirk.
When she was close enough, the raven-haired woman threw a bird at the writhing mass in from of her. The tentacles seemed surprised at first but they caught the delicious missile quite quickly before retreating down with their prize.
Taking a chance, Jenny approached the edge of the hole and looked down. In the gloom, she spotted what looked like a basketball with multiple tentacles coming out of it.
The woman was pretty surprised at the small size of the thing considering the strength in those limbs. She was also distracted when she spotted that the ground all around the creature was littered with softly glowing minerals.
Looking around, she found her handheld scanner and pointed it down. The thing beeped happily, signifying that this is the stuff that she needed to make some batteries.
Not thinking twice, Jumping Jenny slid down into the hole and after tossing the remaining bird at the munching ball, started to pick up what she needed.
The woman kept her eye on the thing as she worked and saw that it seemed to do the same. After a while, a tentacle started to slither toward her, scouting.
Facing the thing, she unholstered her weapon and stood up. “What?” she asked, asserting her dominance.
“Not hungry… Horny!” it answered, moving a few limbs forward.
As Jennifer thought about how to handle this, she saw a shard of mineral squeeze out of the thing. ‘Is that thing pooping propulser battery material?!’ she mentally screamed, shocked.
She managed to shake herself awake before the thing snared her again, dancing out of its grasp. Making another quick decision, the dark haired woman put her gun away. “If you come with me, I can make sure that you’re always going to be fed and...” she trailed off, rubbing her legs together as she remembered the wonderful feeling of that strong limb as if explored her cunt. “And I’ll also look after your libido.”
--- A few days later ---
“I’m sorry. Could you repeat that? There seems to be some interference on the line,” the overworked spaceport employee asked in a monotone voice.
With a gasp, Jenny managed to pull out the tentacle that had invaded her throat halfway through her docking procedures. “Behave,” she whispered as she lowered the wiggling thing to her pussy but seeing as it was already full with three others, she leaned forward and placed it at the entrance of her ass.
“Sorry about that. I’m Ship 159678 *Gnhhhaaaa...* 516585. Code name: Jumping Jenny,” she managed to say as the rubbery limb pushed into her rectum, pre-lubed from its foray into her gullet.
“There’s still some distortion but I got it,” the employee said, his voice a little bit more alert as he was pretty sure that that had been a feminine moan. “Welcome to port. What’s your business?”
Jennifer knew that she should have asked Cthulhu to leave her alone while she did these delicate maneuvers and talking. ‘But I did promise I would look after all it’s needs,’ she thought as she slapped a hand on her mouth to stifle her moan. That damn tiny tentacle had found the entrance to her womb again and was trying its hardest to get in.
Running a hand in her drenched locks, the woman tried to remember what that guy wanted as the tentacle ravaging her ass was starting to pick up speed. “Delivering cargo. Oh! And I’ll also need a merchant permit to sell propulsor batteries. I have a surplus right now,” she managed to say before slamming her palm on the mute button right as she screeching her fifth orgasm since she had spotted the space port.
Slumping on her side, Jumping Jenny grinned as the man told her that it would be a few hours before she could dock and to just stay on standby. She could remember the frustration of having to wait and be bored but those feelings didn’t exist anymore.
Looking over her shoulder, she addressed the basketball strapped in a corner. “Looks like we have some time on our hands, Cthulhu. How about we go take a shower. I’m filthy and you’ve been in a lot of dirty places,” she joked with a lewd laugh.
Picking up her pet/friend/lover, the captain smiled with happiness at not being alone anymore. She smiled even wider when the insatiable thing started to caress her tiny titties, getting her ready for round six.
The end.
Comments
Pyorgara
I can add Pink Tea to the list but I doubt they'd be interested since they already make about 11000$ by doing their own stuff.
Pyorgara
Yeah, the goal is to have the difficulty dip and soar up and down as the game progress.
Dubsington
Have you tried reaching out to Pink Tea? I don't know if he is looking for commission work, but he has partnered on games before and I think his art style would fit your writing style well.
waffel
Good news, because right now, when you know what to do and how to prioritise resources at the start, you take over in points when she has around 300-400, and after that she has no chance of nothing! :)
