Chapter One

MS

Ch. 1.

Kerrigan was bored.

Very bored.

She was so bored that she even tried to take up "Crime & Punishment" before realizing that she needed a life. Her hive colonies were flourishing in Char and there was no caretaking for her to do; the overlords were handling it. Although Aiur was retaken by the Protoss, Kerrigan was content to let them have it if they didn't keep bugging her. Raynor' Raiders were off somewhere probably another bounty mission of some sort.

There was no one or nothing to play with. Sure, killing Dominion people were fun, but it got mundane once she realized that the Dominion army never came on time, and never with big enough reinforcements.

Lounging around in her hive, she fumed over her recent idleness. 'This is NOT how people are supposed to treat the Queen of Blades,' she thought, 'I've already terrorized four colonies for the past month and the Dominion didn't place a decent sized army.' Spotting a drone scurrying nearby, she kicked it and sent it flying to the hive wall, exploding in a bloody mess.

Sadly, it didn't amuse her one bit.

She sat on a creep tumor and thought for a while. Suddenly, inspiration hit her.

"That's it!" she cried. "I know just the thing." Quickly, she sent orders to the overlords who quickly relayed the messages to nearby drones. The drones gathered the ingredients she had requested. When they brought it to her, she called for a queen to assist her in making the potion. In a small pit, she mixed terrazine gas, queen venom, an essence of the nerve parasite of an infestor, and some of her blood from her arm that was cut by an Ultralisk due to the hard skin.

Finally, she needed to add two of the most important, and, she thought, hard to get ingredients. First, she poured some wine she found while raiding a colony into the mixture.

Second, she looked down at her body. This was going to be hard. She didn't do this for a long time. Hell, she didn't know if she actually did it again. After a thought, she broke off one of her wingtips and held it nearby. She also took one of the bottles of wine a gulped it down. Heat bloomed in her midsection and her breath quickened. Not only her fingertips, but her everywhere tingled.

She lay down on the ground and closed her eyes. Slowly, very slowly, she started to move her hands across her breasts and around her body. Her breath caught. She didn't remember it feeling this good.

Emboldened, she lowered her hands to her vagina and started to lightly trace the outer walls of her vagina. Instinctively, she bucked her hips. She wanted more. It was so new, yet so familiar and altogether so intense. With an incredible amount of willpower, she restrained herself from going wild, and continued to pleasure herself slowly, almost torturously.

Her hands ventured tentatively deeper and deeper into her folds until they reached her clit. She hesitated – then boldly grabbed her sensitive nub between her fingers and tweaked it. She screamed in pain and pleasure and she felt as if she was in fire. She couldn't stop, she couldn't hold back. Not now, not ever

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Quickly, she reached out and grabbed the tip of her wing she had broken off. Sensually, she rubbed the bony length along her dripping sex. Then, she placed the tip in front of the entrance of her pussy. Slowly, she pushed in until it was completely inside her.

She moaned. It had been such a long time since she felt this. She needed this more than she ever thought she would. Well, better late than never. She started to pump her wingtip in and out, slowly and first, but then urgently craving for more and more. One hand broke off from the ministrations and grabbed her now heaving breasts. Her hips bucked against the rhythm, and she drooled with her lips parted in continuous, silent gasps. All of her thoughts were jangled, the only thing that mattered was the intense pleasure that she felt with all of her body. She continued thrusting the wingtip into as if she was determined fuck the brains of her crude sex toy.

A few minutes later, the heat that had been building up now threatened to erupt. Quickly, she positioned herself over the pit and kept masturbating furiously. Her movements grew bigger and bigger, wilder and wilder until she suddenly stiffened and arched her back. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Everything turned white. Her legs trembled. In fact some of her minions nearby exploded as her psychological powers reacted to the colossal orgasm. Finally, from the deep folds of her pleasure, sprays of sprays of cum burst out and dripped into the pit.

She collapsed and shuddered. Oh god, it was so amazing. Why didn't she do this before? Then she smiled. She leaned into the pit and sniffed at the reddish liquid mixture. She dipped her finger into it and sucked at the potion she had created.

The effects were immediate.

Instantly, she felt her breasts swell again and her slit dripped wetness onto the floor. She smiled. That was just a single drop, too. The aphrodisiac was perfect.

Now, who to use it on… She thought for a while at that notion. Then, suddenly, a lazy smile appeared on her face. Oh, she knew who. All she needed now was the right time.

Author's Notes

Obviously a lot has changed. First, Kerrigan is living in Char. This is before the Raiders took on the zerg planet. Also, the Protoss took back Aiur. Raiders are doing missions but they don't have the artifact. I know it's short. It's the first one, duh. Just kidding, there's more.