The Mist 2: Rescue Operations

Chapter 20: Centaur and Norfolk

''Hah, hah! Haah...!''

The sound of heavy breathing was loud in Centaur's ears as she ran through the mist, Norfolk only a step behind her whilst Maya and Kinu were ahead of them; the white-haired cruiser frequently glancing back at them to make sure they were following. Centaur smiled her thanks, earning a nod in return.

Arizona shifted in her arms, weak and mostly paralysed but slowly regaining her strength, albeit far too slowly to be of any use. Centaur made sure to keep a tight grip on the dark-haired Battleship as they ran, noticing Norfolk doing the same with Vestal – though the Heavy Cruiser was having trouble, on account of her small frame. It was only thanks to balancing Vestal on her rigging turrets that allowed Norfolk to carry the unconscious medic without falling; her superhuman strength easily supporting her weight.

'Mn...' Centaur bit her lip as she spotted movement ahead.

A Lizardman broke out through the veil of the mist, its body armoured with black plates. It hissed at them – but faster than the creature anticipated Kinu and Maya both lunged in, their cannons firing and cracking its armour a split-second before both women brought their katanas down with both hands – slashing down its chest and through its neck in a single swift motion. The beast went down like a sack of potatoes, choking and hissing in its death throes.

They had been running for barely a minute or two, and while the had made ground, so too had the monsters. More and more were appearing out of the mist, attacking retreating Ship-Girls and assailing them mercilessly. So far they had been lucky enough to not draw too much attention, and thanks to Maya and Kinu's swordsmanship they survived any attacks that came their way, but they still had to be quick.

And as if she had just jinxed herself, Centaur heard the increasingly-close sound of footsteps – before several more Lizardmen entered their sights.

''Maya!'' Kinu barked, spinning to her left – several Werewolves rushing them with a howl.

Maya glanced back at them for only a second. ''Go! We'll cover your retreat!''

Centaur hesitated, not wanting to abandon her two allies to the cluster of monsters, but realised after a second now wasn't the time to argue. If she stayed and tried to convince them otherwise she'd destroy any option of them retreating, and with Arizona and Vestal in their arms she and Norfolk couldn't fight. This was the best option available.

And so with a grimace Centaur nodded and spun on her heel, bolting off in the direction of Akashi's station, Norfolk hot on her heels.

…

It was only a short minute or two run to the forest, the two Royal Navy girls quickly finding Akashi's current station within an open clearing.

And it was clear they weren't the first here. Many temporary beds had been set-up to patch the worst injured up, and a fair few were filled. Victorious and Formidable were sat on one each, the former unconscious and the latter grimacing as she held her clearly-sore hip. Neptune was laid unconscious on a bed, blood and fluids between her legs; the rise and fall of her chest the only sign she was still alive. Sirius and Dido were also just being brought in by Ibuki and Cooper; the latter two girls bearing tears in their clothing from battle but mercifully unmolested.

Others were there too, but Centaur didn't look at them any longer – her gaze focusing instead on Akashi as she healed the damage dealt to Neptune, a faint green glow emanating from her palms as she used her trick; one exclusive to Repair Ships. The cat-girl saw her approach and grimaced, pointing over at the two nearest beds. Centaur and Norfolk obeyed, carrying Arizona and Vestal over and gently laying them down.

''We're heading back out. Maya and Kinu are busy fighting.'' Centaur relayed quickly.

Akashi grunted, concentrating. ''Where, nya?''

''Um... about a minute's run from here, straight back the way we came. I think it was about a hundred metres from the seawall.''

''Noted. Go.'' Akashi needed only a moment to do a mental calculation.

Understanding the need for speed in this situation Centaur only nodded; grabbing Norfolk by the arm and jogging away from the rescue site; soon picking up into a run as she raced back to where they left Maya and Kinu. With how poorly visibility was she couldn't effectively use planes, not without risking hurting her own allies, so she was limited to using her fighters – summoning an arrow to her hand and notching her bow, firing the projectile into the sky. It transformed into full-sized warplanes mid-flight, their thrumming engines echoing as they disappeared into the clouds.

Somewhat reassured by the air support, as meagre as it would be, Centaur took the lead and sped up her running pace – outright sprinting in Maya and Kinu's direction. However it quickly became apparent that the monsters had seen, or at least sensed her launching her planes, as barely a few moments later she heard multiple sources of footsteps closing in from both the left and right.

''Norfolk!'' Centaur called out, raising her bow.

Not a second too soon. A Werewolf burst through the mist to her left and rushed at her on all fours, howling a battle-cry – a battle-cry that was swiftly cut short as she shot an arrow through its eye, killing it. Not a second later several more replaced it, charging at her with a howl of fury. From the right multiple Orcs ran towards her and Norfolk, slower but no less threatening than the Werewolves coming from the left.

However for all her skittishness, Norfolk wasn't an inexperienced trainee. She turned and opened fire on the Werewolves with all cannons, blowing most of them up with a single salvo and allowing Centaur to turn her attention onto the Orcs. Her planes came down and spat out a rattling onslaught of machine-gun bullets, piercing through the Orc's tough skin and blowing chunks out of their bodies, soon downing two of the six charging them. Another fell to one of Centaur's arrows, but by the time she notched another, they were already upon her.

''Ah-!'' Centaur cried out as one of the brutish monsters grabbed her arm, yanking her forwards.

Another Orc took advantage, and with speed not fitting of such a brutish creature it grabbed her bow and ripped it from her hand, snapping it along the middle with a quick yank. Deprived of her means to summon more planes Centaur had no choice but to command her current planes back around – only for several of them to suddenly disappear from her senses. Another followed a second later; the last thing she felt being teeth and claws tearing into the metal. Airborne monsters.

The blonde carrier had no more time to think. The Orc holding her arm yanked her close and grabbed her by the neck, eliciting a sharp wheeze from Centaur as her air supply was suddenly cut off. On instinct she grabbed the hand choking her out, her eyes bulging as the Orc lifted her up off the ground – leaving her legs wildly kicking beneath her as she tried to get her footing back.

Then just as suddenly as it started the Orc let her go – sending Centaur falling to the hard ground with a grunt, coughing and spluttering as fresh oxygen filled her lungs. However the Orcs used her disorientation to their advantage, one of them grabbing her by the hair and yanking her upright, unheeding of her pained cry-

-and then a thick, meaty cock slammed itself into her open mouth.

''Gh-?!'' Centaur choked on the cock that hit the back of her throat, eyes wide as she tried to lean backwards.

The thick hand on the back of her head stopped her – a gasp escaping the blonde young woman as the Orc shoved her all the way down its cock. Its meaty shaft pushed down her throat and filled it up, blocking her airways with how thick and girthy its shaft was; leaving Centaur audibly choking on its shaft. Futilely she tried to struggle but the Orc easily overpowered her, jerking its hips back-and-forth as it began to face-fuck the struggling young woman.

Saliva wetted the Orc's thick cock, smearing Centaur's own spit across her pale pink lips as the monster's shaft plunged in-and-out of her mouth. Centaur tried to fight back as best she could but the sensation of literally choking on a cock distracted her so much it was impossible to focus, her lungs burning as she tried and failed to get enough air into them. Her nose began to ache too as the Orc smacked its pelvis against her face, its girthy shaft stretching her throat as it wildly face-fucked her.

''Mmph!'' Centaur screwed her eyes shut, pained tears pricking the corners of her eyes as she endured the abuse, her jaw aching from being spread so wide.

The other Orcs weren't idle either. From the corner of her barely-opened eyes Centaur could see some of them breaking off and disappearing into the mist, leaving just two with her – one of whom was currently violating her throat. She briefly hoped that she could use it to her advantage, but as the other Orc got down on its knees behind her she realised what it meant, her heart dropping into her stomach.

''Mn!'' Centaur winced as a thick hand grabbed the back of her white panties – roughly pulling on them and making the waistband dig into her flesh, before her underwear finally ripped; leaving her bottomless.

Blindly Centaur reached between her legs, cupping her virgin pussy with both hands – but the Orc grabbed her biceps and yanked her arms away. Not a second later something thick and warm pressed against her ass, the bulbous tip sliding down to her smooth folds, before finally the Orc pushed its thick, meaty cock inside her untouched pussy.

''AH!'' The elf-eared carrier cried out as she was penetrated; blazing pain flaring in her pelvis as the Orc's cock buried itself inside her.

The Orc released her biceps and grabbed her hips instead; groaning behind her as it buried its thick shaft inside her womanhood. Centaur spasmed on her knees but any sound she made was muffled by the girthy cock stuffing her mouth full, pained tears in her eyes as the monster put it in dry – gasping and coughing as its inhumanly-big dick forced its way in deeper, spreading her inner walls apart.

Soon the tip pushed against her deepest parts, her aching pussy stuffed full with the monster's large shaft. However the Orc fucking Centaur's mouth gave her no reprieve, a lustful noise escaping the creature as it moved faster; face-fucking the blonde carrier roughly. Saliva dribbled down her chin and made some hair cling to the corners of her mouth, her hands frantically alternating between pushing on the hips of the Orc in front of her or reaching behind herself to push on the chest of the other Orc; fighting back against the beasts as best she could.

''Mn!'' It wasn't nearly enough to make them stop violating her, their cocks filling her throat and pussy with each merciless thrust.

A muted, choked gasp escaped Centaur as the Orc behind her began to sped up, its large cock pulling halfway out of her pussy only to slam right back in, hitting her cervix and making her cry out. The movement repeated itself with unrelenting force, the tip hammering against her cervix and the monster's pelvis smacking her shapely ass, the lewd slap echoing in Centaur's ears. It also had the side-effect of jerking her body forwards, impaling herself on the cock in her throat with each thrust.

''Gh! Guh-! Mn!'' Centaur gagged on the Orc's thick cock, her throat aching as it was forced to stretch. ''M-Mn!''

The Orc pulled harshly on her blonde hair, eliciting a sharp cry of pain from Centaur – but the carrier could do nothing to stop the beast. It shoved her head down its swollen cock rougher and faster, her nose hurting from the repeated impacts against the beast's pelvis. Unbeknownst to the carrier however with each breath she inhaled the Orc's pheromones, the pheromones getting into her lungs and messing with her mind, twisting her pain into slow-mounting pleasure.

Not that Centaur felt anything remotely like pleasure – her mind consumed by the feeling of her throat and pussy getting utterly fucked. All she could hear was the slapping of skin and her own gasping, her lungs burning for air as she desperately gulped in quick gasps when the Orc pulled its cock back. Pre-cum teased her tongue, the bitter taste making her cringe, but she could do nothing but endure the rough oral violation, the monster's balls hitting her chin over and over again.

''Mm! Mn!'' Centaur felt the Orc's cock throb dangerously, shaking her head. ''N-Nn!''

The Orc gave her no sympathy, grunting and growling as it throat-fucked her – until with a deep growl it buried its cock down her throat and came, unloading thick ropes of cum straight down her throat.

She had no choice but to swallow the thick load that soon clogged up her throat, coughing in brief gulps of air between gulps. So much cum filled her mouth that some of it spilled out past her lips, splattering down onto the hard ground beneath her when she didn't swallow fast enough.

Until finally, the Orc pulled out of her mouth – allowing Centaur to jerk forwards and spit out the cum she hadn't swallowed, coughing raggedly and with cum dripping from her lips. However the blonde didn't get more than a mere few seconds to gasp before the other Orc mercilessly reminded her of its presence. Namely by grabbing a rough handful of her blonde hair and yanking her head back, pounding into her tight pussy with renewed vigour.

''A-Ah!'' Centaur cried out, her high-pitched voice carrying through the mist. ''S-Stop!''

The Orc didn't. With a growl it hammered her aching womanhood so intensely it jerked her hips forwards with each thrust, her insides aching from the Orc's ample size. Intimately she could feel its cock sliding inside her, the tip pushing against her cervix and nearly breaching it each time, her insides nearly becoming rearranged by the monster's girth. While she wasn't the most petite woman in the world she was definitely skinny, and the size of the beast's shaft only made that more apparent to her with how much it stretched her inner walls apart.

Then she felt the monster's cock pulsate inside her. Centaur knew what it meant, shaking her head in denial, but the Orc kept a tight grip on her hair as it pounded her raw. The smacking of its pelvis on her ass got louder and her own shrill cries escalated, gasps punctuating each breath and her cheeks only darkening when the other Orc ripped at her clothes, tearing them off her and leaving her naked between the two monsters.

''Ah, ahh!'' Centaur cried out, her plump breasts bouncing as she was pounded from behind. ''D-Don't-!''

The Orc came suddenly and without warning. It bottomed out inside and released a sharp groan, thick spurts of cum flooding her womanhood. It slammed its cock into her several more times, each hard thrust punctuated by another thick rope of cum that painted her inner walls white, so much filling her tight hole that its seed began to dribble out from her abused folds, all but guaranteeing she'd be impregnated by the vile creature.

''Ah...'' Centaur shuddered as the monster slowly pulled out, mind foggy – the pheromones slowly taking their effect, and leaving her weak.

Then both Orcs picked her up, and gleefully began to pound her pussy and asshole, unheeding of Centaur's increasingly-hoarse cries.

X-x-X

''A-Ah! Centaur!''

Norfolk's panicked cry went unheeded as she watched Centaur be assailed by the Orcs, but the hood-wearing cruiser had no time to help her ally before the Werewolves were upon her. Even after her powerful salvo there was still plenty of them left over; something that Norfolk was reminded of as the Werewolves split up into two groups, trying to encircle her with drool dripping from their wolf-like jaws.

Frightened out of her mind Norfolk turned to face the right group, firing her cannons. She hit one of them and blew it into a fine red mist but the other one avoided her shells, banking a hard right and charging at her.

She was still reloading when it reached her, lunging off its two hind feet and throwing itself at her – before crashing into her, sending the short girl falling onto her back with a startled scream.

''Ah!'' Norfolk hit her back on the ground, her rigging digging into her back.

The Werewolf mounting her made its intent clear, its clawed hands raking down her front and ripping her clothes to ribbons. Norfolk shrieked, kicking her legs frantically and pushing against the Werewolf, but it easily overpowered her and tore apart her clothes – its sharp-tipped claws cutting at her flesh too, a gasp fleeing her lips when multiple thin gashes appeared on her small breasts. The pain distracted her long enough for the the Werewolf to shift off her and rip her legs open, revealing her girly pink panties to the creature.

''N-No!'' Norfolk shut her legs and pushed her short skirt down, hiding her underwear.

The Werewolf growled – but without its weight on her Norfolk was able to sit up, finally able to aim her guns. With a loud boom she fired at point-blank range and blew the Werewolf in half, but the resulting shockwave sent her tumbling back with a cry, one hand unconsciously covering her bleeding chest and the other holding onto her skirt. The surrounding Werewolves took advantage of that fact.

''Hya?!'' The brunette cruiser cried out in surprise as a Werewolf tackled her down onto her front.

With a vicious growl brimming with delight the Werewolf ripped her rigging apart with clear intent, rendering it useless. Norfolk tried to get away but the monster grabbed her wrists in its clawed hands and pinned them to the concrete, its claws digging into her small wrists and making Norfolk cry out with pain, her hips shaking as she tried to wriggle her way out from under the Werewolf. However the movement only enticed the Werewolf, a pleased growl rumbling from its chest as it pushed against her panty-clad rear.

Norfolk froze up. ''No... p-p-please no...''

The Werewolf didn't care for her fear, growling as it pushed its erect shaft against her panty-clad pussy. The pink fabric strained, and for a naïve moment Norfolk hoped that her underwear would stop the beast, that it would force it to release one of her wrists so it could yank her underwear down – but instead it just kept pushing and pushing, the seams of her panties straining... until finally her underwear tore, and the monster's cock slammed into her tight, virgin pussy.

Norfolk screamed. Pain flashed in her womanhood as the Werewolf's cock forced its way deep inside her, nearly bottoming out on the very first thrust. Her toes curled and her legs trembled from the sheer intensity of the sensation, a pained gasp fleeing her throat when it roughly yanked its cock back without even giving her time to adjust. Blood leaked from her folds as her cherry was popped; the fact that it was her first time only making it more painful for Norfolk.

''A-Ah!'' The cruiser cried out as the Werewolf slammed back into her, jerking her body forwards from the force of its thrusts.

The Werewolf's furry pelvis smacked against her petite butt hard and fast, making a muffled smack sound each time it drove its cock deep inside her. Norfolk could only wail at the sensation, clawing helplessly at the floor as the monster mated with her, pounding her deflowered pussy with painful roughness – it's intent to impregnate her all too apparent. And like a beast in heat the Werewolf didn't do it gently, all but humping her from behind as it buried its thick length inside her over and over again, stuffing her tight pussy full; her small size making its big cock all the more painful.

Her position didn't help either. With her head against the ground her cheek rubbed against the rough concrete, the loud smacking of the monster's cock entering her ringing loudly in her ears. Her pussy tightly squeezed the intruding cock, trying to push it back out, but the monster overpowered her and just jammed its cock into her hole that much rougher. The tip pushed against her cervix dangerously but mercifully didn't penetrate her that deeply, though in that moment it was hardly a comfort.

''M-Mn...?'' Norfolk felt something else press against her pussy lips; a hard ring that pushed and tried to enter her.

Then it hit her what it was; the monster's knot. Not a second after realising that the Werewolf finally pushed its swollen knot inside Norfolk – eliciting a fresh, hoarse scream from the cruiser as her insides were stretched to their limits, her legs nearly giving out from under her. The Werewolf growled into her ear and fucked her faster, pounding her pussy with such vigour her ass began to hurt from the spank-like impacts, her cheeks becoming red from the abuse.

However Norfolk's full attention was on the knot inside her as it swelled even further, the intense sensation making her weep. She shook her head in some blind attempt to make the monster stop violating her but it didn't do anything, the Werewolf grunting and growling as it was fully consumed by its desire to mate with her, its swollen cock pounding her tightening sex as it neared its limit – until finally it hit that limit, and howled.

''A-AH!'' Norfolk cried out as it slammed in deeper; thick, gushing ropes of cum flooding her abused pussy.

The swollen knot prevented any fluid from seeping out, causing the cum to bloat Norfolk's pelvis as her womb was flooded with the beast's cum. Combined with the large cock already stretching her insides and she felt ready to burst, a weak whimper escaping Norfolk as she was left on the verge of nearly blacking out from the pain, her pelvis visibly bulged from the amount of cum inside her.

Until the knot finally shrunk enough that the Werewolf could pull out – causing thick amounts of outside spill out from her defiled pussy, forming a puddle on the ground beneath her raised ass.

''Ah...'' Norfolk, however, was too out of it now to do anything.

And when the next Werewolf began to gleefully mate with her, she finally blacked out into merciful unconsciousness.

[END]

A/N: Next: Maya and Kinu.