I do not own Galaxy Saga or Street Fighter. I'm just putting this story together here to get it out of my head. Nuff said.

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First Lemon: / Juri Han / 'Alba'

It seemed too good to be true. A Shadaloo research lab, hidden in the Amazon jungle, had been discovered by INTERPOL, but Juri Han had gotten the intel first. S.I.N. had kept a close eye on Shadaloo activities, and this latest fruit of their labors could be quite extensive. Juri took the first available stealth transport there, and was already at their disguised fencing before a silent alert on her communicator told her that there was someone already inside the facility.

Looking at the guard posts, Juri saw that several sentries were indeed down for the count; even though she could not see if they were alive or dead, Juri wasted no more time and quickly infiltrated the lab. She soon saw the same thing inside as she had noticed outside: guards knocked out, arms and legs broken or twisted horribly, and even more disturbing... several sentry androids had been bisected from head to toe by some type of energy weapon.

('What the HELL happened here?') Juri wondered as she soon discovered an unattended computer terminal.( 'Shadaloo is no pushover when it comes to security, but it looks like a SQUAD of World Warriors blitzed this place!') Double-checking her surroundings, Juri then called up the console's last recorded activity. To her dismay, the console reported to her that all available research data and back-ups had been downloaded to the lab's primary hub,... and by an unrecognized authorization code.

('An infiltrator?') Juri mused, making sure that the console had no further intel to give her at this point.( 'S.I.N.'s intel said nothing about someone trying that here, but, then again, they didn't say that something was here, capable of eviscerating those sensor bots like Swiss cheese. Better keep looking; might find me some FUN.') Juri left the console and continued further on, finding more and more security and Shadaloo agents, all beaten down, and many piles of dismembered androids.

Pausing to look at a couple of the androids, Juri noticed that both of them were missing their CPUs, and their memory files were totally fried. ('They knew what they were doing; no amateurs, that's for sure.') Juri noted as she continued on. Finding the main elevator, Juri activated the 'DOWN' button, and hid herself from view, even though the video camera's cord had been cut. It took three minutes for the elevator to reach the hidden, underground facility, giving Juri plenty of time to ready herself for action.

PING! The elevator sounded out as it reached its last stop. As the doors slid open, Juri immediately leaped through them, landing in her combat stance, and energy crackling in her cybernetic left eye... only to see the real carnage before her.

Far more Shadaloo agents and androids littered the floors, but this time, several of the agents were actually dead, cut down by the energy weapon, no doubt. The tunnel leading toward the central hub had no shortage of fallen bodies, and Juri was now fully intrigued to find out just what the hell had happened. Her open-toed and heel-guarded shin protectors made no sounds as she approached the heavy blast doors at the end of the tunnel, but her ears suddenly picked up the sounds of... MOANING?

Silently entering the main hub, Juri found the spacious room empty of living people, but full of destroyed androids. Only one monitor was still functioning; all the others were either shattered, or full of static. Reaching that one monitor, Juri did her best to try and decipher its shattered coding. A lot of personal journals came up, detailing a sadistic mind-altering subliminal program that would have been used to create hordes of sex slaves for Shadaloo to exploit; Juri growled as she read the available data.

('Bastards...') Juri groused to herself as she continued on. Then, she came across a very well hidden command code, different from all others, that locked all the project data into their computers, preventing access or alteration, and then,... all hell broke loose. All the security systems went dead, cameras winked off, and alarms blared. ('Intruder alert, no doubt.') Juri thought. Then, another authorization command appeared, downloading all the project facts to the main hub, and then... erasing everything else from the hard drive like an EMP.

('They WERE thorough.') Juri said to herself as she left the screen, only to catch an ear-piercing shriek of pleasure! ('What on Earth...?') Juri mused as she eased a portion of the blast doors open; the main lock had been disabled. What she saw made one of her eyebrows tick up, and a large sweat drop fell down from her temple. She could just make out the blonde pigtails of a woman bouncing up and down in a partly turned chair, while one of her long, toned legs had its feet balanced on a table in view.

A data program was running on the largest screen in the background, but loud slurping drew Juri's gaze back to the chair, and she noticed a naked woman's body kneeling on the floor before it. It didn't take a genius to realize that someone there was getting their rocks off with two women at the same time, and one of them was really riding high in the saddle. It was the sudden utterance from a male voice that surprised Juri just then.

"Ladies... we have a guest. Shall we say 'hello' to her?" The voice said, before the chair began to slowly turn. The woman on the ground slid across the tile, keeping up with her loud slurping, while the other woman in the chair brought her legs in close to allow the turn to finish. For the second time in the last few minutes, Juri Han was shell-shocked at what she saw before her.

The toned, fully naked body of R. Mika, a recent addition to the World Warrior class of the Street Fighter circuit, and a contemporary of the Russian wrestler Zangief, had her bare feet planted on the muscular thighs of a male figure beneath her, while his massive phallus was plunging into her dripping wet sex again and again!

Her bared, double-D breasts were freely bouncing up and down as she flounced on the thick cock spearing her perfectly, while the second woman - a Shadaloo analyst, from the tattoo just above her curvy ass, and with a firm body to boot - was happily sucking on one of the man's huge balls. She was well on her way to orgasm, her own fingers buried deep in her own pussy, and paid no mind to the fact that Juri was watching it all with both surprise, and desire of her own.

"Oh! Hey, Miss Juri!" R. Mika panted out, never stopping her up and down motion, or rolling her eyes back as wave after wave of pleasure suddenly hit her hard. "Sorry... that you found me... like this, but... Oh, GOD! Does he feel GOOD in there!" She squealed as her toes curled on the man's thighs, her inner thighs clenching with her teeth while her ass cheeks slapped down on his thighs. Juri could barely hold back her confusion, or her admiration of R. Mika's fantastic body.

"Fancy to see you here, hun, getting all busy like this..." Juri responded finally, still quite amazed at the sight before her. "... but, what are you doing here? And, uh, who's your new best friend there?" Juri accompanied her question with a wink. R. Mika's blush became even more pronounced, but before she could respond, the man's firm grip on her hips tightened, and her eyes went wide. "OH HOLY SHHHHIIIIIIITTT!" She screeched out as a multiple orgasm tore through her.

Juri could tell from the man's flexing of his legs that he was doing the same, even with the woman still slurping and massaging his balls and sac. What amazed Juri, was that the man kept cumming for a good minute and a half. As his mighty hips pounded up into R. Mika's snatch, Juri could soon see thick rivulets of spunk dripping out of her well-soaked pussy, onto his sac that the analyst was still sucking on, and onto the floor. Even when he was done with his powerful thrusts, his body did not seem to be exhausted at all.

With a slight pout on her face, but blissfully happy eyes, R. Mika finally slid herself off the man, a slick POP! sounding out as his beet red manhood pulled out of her satisfied body. "Wow..." She dreamily said as she slid off her feet down to the ground, finding an abandoned lab coat and wrapping herself in it. The man, who was wearing stylized wrap-around shades and a skull cap to hide his features, then spoke to the analyst still throating his sac, even as his seed dripped onto her face.

"Hun... we've got business to attend to...?" The man said, talking to the analyst who had just finished slurping on his balls, but she still took the time as she stood up to completely deep throat the man's slick cock, tasting the plentiful remains of his coupling with R. Mika like a person looking for water, while Juri looked on.

Juri mentally measured the man's length as the analyst did so, and was pleasantly surprised to see he was at least eleven inches long, and his girth was easily enough to fill R. Mika to the brim. The analyst got to her feet, kissed the man on the mouth, then helped R. Mika up and left with her to go to an adjacent room.

Both women were waving at the man as he stood up, and he reciprocated, his still stiff cock slightly bouncing with his elevated heart rate. Right after they were out of sight, the man side-stepped to his left, dodging Juri's rushing hell kick that smashed the table into splinters! He then perfectly back-flipped away from Juri, landing on his feet with his slick cock still hanging clear of his naked form, but with a frown on his face.

"What the hell was that for?" The naked man groused, crossing his arms as he glared at Juri, who was now in her combat stance.

"Hand over your intel, and all the project data, and I might just let you leave as the impressive man you are." Juri replied, her favorite sadistic grin clear. The man shook his head.

"Really?" He flatly stated. "S.I.N. won't even let me put my pants on?"

Juri was surprised at his words just long enough for the man to back-flip again, but this time, he kicked another table nearby at her in mid-flip! Juri frowned a second later, and flung her leg forward, the energy wave of her deadly Fuhajin Kick slicing through the table coming at her, but she was too late. The man was gone, and the data program behind on the screen abruptly ended. The project data was long gone.

"Dammit! GET BACK HERE!" Juri shouted around herself, only to be greeted by a P.A. system answering her screech.

"Come and get me... main training hall, twenty minutes..." Gritting her teeth, Juri took off running, already planning to tear the mysterious man a new one...

Well, it's my first lemon here, and it's actually a two-parter... or is it three? We shall see, as Juri hunts after the mysterious infiltrator, and as for R. Mika and the analyst? Heh, wait and see, my friends...

As always, comments welcome, and so are requests! (wink, wink!)