The Mist 2: Rescue Operations

Chapter 22: Foote, Charles Ausburne, Spence, Fletcher, Thatcher, Aulick

''Hn... so many enemies...''

Alabama's soft, murmured words were directed only at herself, the distant clamour of shellfire and shrieking loud in her ears. She ran through the mist at a steady pace, rigging not manifested but oversized scythe in her right hand; held behind her as she ran.

She had already escorted and dropped Maya and Kinu off at Akashi's little medical area; several other Ship-Girls already having been evacuated out of the mist entirely once they were stabilised thanks to Akashi. However Alabama's task was to run around and help save those that got pinned down by the monsters; thus, she had left the small camp and now found herself running nigh-aimlessly, following what few landmarks she could make out.

'...hm?'

Distant shellfire became close shellfire, prompting Alabama to dig her heel into the ground and turn, running towards it. However it became apparent she wasn't the only one who noticed it, a harsh frown marring her visage as she spotted multiple Scorpio rushing nearby, clearly intent on ambushing whoever was fighting.

'Not if I have anything to say about it.'

With a flash of light her rigging manifested, drawing the attention of the Scorpio – before with a deafening blast of her cannons, Alabama threw herself into the fray, eliminating the monster's 'reinforcements'.

X-x-X

Fletcher wasn't having a good day.

Entering the mist itself was hard enough, given what lurked within. If the monsters just wanted to kill them then that was simple, almost trivial – they were the incarnation of warships; fighting was in their blood, and death came with that. However to know that the monsters didn't want to actively kill them, but to defile and break them, to turn them into little more than broodmares? That was scary.

Perhaps because it was a foreign concept to most Ship-Girls. With their superhuman strength and riggings, very few Ship-Girls would ever even face the risk of being molested, and even then it'd likely only be if they managed to get drugged or drunk; both of which took doses several times higher than a regular human. However the monsters within the mist not only possessed the strength to overpower them, but many had the strength to actively beat them down into submission; to take away the sense of control and humiliate them with their own helplessness.

Thus, it had been a task and a half to get her worried and scared sisters to join her; though she had a feeling that they only came because if they didn't then she'd be alone.

And aside from the odd run-in with a passing monster, they had actually done things fairly stealthily. Until someone fired their cannons without a suppressor on, and all hell broke loose. Monsters had sprung out from every nook and cranny imaginable, and even with their numbers they didn't possess the same cannons as a Battleship. Fighting even armoured Lizardmen was a challenge, forcing them to resort to point-blank torpedoes to deal damage, and while they had survived thus far, it was a close thing.

That was how Fletcher and her sisters found themselves besieged by a seemingly-endless tide of Goblins.

''Mn-!'' Fletcher winced as one got close to her, forcing her to fire her one of her last torpedoes to blow it up lest it grab her.

The Goblins themselves were of similar size and strength to the Fletcher-class girls, meaning that if they got within melee range they'd be at a severe disadvantage. All of them knew this, and tried their best to hold the line whilst they gradually fell back. However, it was only a matter of time until one Goblin got past, and the 'line' crumbled.

Off to the right of her eldest sister Foote struggled to hold that line, expression tight as she swapped between multiple targets, her Destroyer-class gun firing as fast as the shells could load and blasting apart Goblins. Her accuracy wasn't the best but there was so many of them that any misses just resulted in slowing down other Goblins, encouraging her to keep firing blindly, just hoping to hit them before they got too close.

However she missed one too many shells, and soon a Goblin closed in on her. Foote's breath hitched and she stumbled back, green ponytail swishing – and then the Goblin tackled her the ground. She cried out in surprise and began to struggle, punching and kicking, but the Goblin ignored her desperate attacks and grabbed the single barrel of her rigging, breaking it within its clenched fist.

''N-Nn!'' Foote winced, her eyes widening as its free hand scratched her thigh – yanking her panties down. ''H-Hey!''

The green-haired Destroyer struggled desperately, kicking her legs but only serving to make it easier for the Goblin to pull her white panties off – her right leg forcibly lifted up as the creature yanked her underwear off. Briefly Foote managed to escape, scrambling back on her elbows, but the Goblin closed the distance and forced her legs open, the tip of its meaty cock pressing against her pussy.

''Wai- AH!''

It went in hard and dry. Foote threw her head back with a scream, spasming against the hard ground as the Goblin buried itself inside her small pussy, forcing her inner walls apart with its cock. Her lithe legs spasmed on either side of the Goblin's waist, her toes curling in pain as the creature gleefully began to rape her, pounding its thick shaft into her tight hole with relentless vigour.

Her other sisters tried to help, but the Goblins had taken advantage of the break in their defences to overwhelm them, leaving Foote on her own. The green-haired Destroyer however could do nothing, a gasp fleeing her lips when the Goblin grabbed the collar of her dress and roughly ripped it open, nearly tearing her dress apart in a single movement. With dark glee the monster grabbed at her small, nearly-flat breasts, its claws digging into her soft flesh as it fondled her.

''S-Stop!'' Foote gasped out, wincing when it tweaked her right nipple harshly.

The Goblin soon released her right breast, grabbing her struggling arms and pinning them above her head – leaving her completely helpless now. Foote glared hatefully at the beast, gasping and wincing as it jammed its meaty shaft inside her pussy, her insides sore from the rough, vigorous thrusting. She could feel the Goblin's cock hitting her deepest parts, shaping her pussy to better fit its shaft whether she wanted it or not.

And as the Goblin kept defiling her Foote's resistance wilted bit by bit, her teeth grinding together as she endured the rough violation. She could feel the tip impacting her deepest parts over and over again, nearly penetrating her cervix with how hard and fast it moved. The thought made Foote groan deeply, screwing her eyes shut as she tried to ignore the fullness inside her formerly-virgin pussy; blazing pain spreading up her pelvis as she was defiled.

''Nn! Mn!'' Foote gasped and grunted, the sound of skin slapping together becoming louder as the Goblin pounded her faster, its cock pulsating inside her tight pussy.

The meaning was lost on Foote; the Destroyer too consumed by the pain of losing her first time so roughly. Pinned down on her back, her legs forced apart and a monster's cock slamming into her sex, she just felt defeated – a bitter anger inside her as the meaty cock pumped itself into her over and over again. Thanks to her torn dress she could see the Goblin's cock forcing its way into her folds, the sight made all the more real when she felt the creature's throbbing shaft bury itself inside her too.

Foote shook her head, gasping as she felt it throb inside her – until the Goblin suddenly howled, and buried itself in deep.

Not a second later thick ropes of cum spurted inside her tight pussy, its hot load painting her insides white and making Foote's stomach plummet, her heart sinking too as she realised what it was.

''Y-You didn't...''

The Goblin did – and with a gleeful growl it shoved her onto her stomach and began to work on her equally-tight ass, unheeding of her screams.

X-x-X

Without Foote to help hold the line, the Fletcher-class line faltered, allowing monsters to slowly break through their defensive fire and get in close.

Charles Ausburne grimaced as she unloaded her last torpedo, blowing up two Goblins with it and shredding them into fine red mist. However she had no time to celebrate her victory as several more monsters charged at her from the left, forcing her to turn and open fire there. The small creatures dodged her shells with admirable effort, though she still managed to down one of the two just as they got within range.

However she was unable to kill the second one before it go close. On instinct Ausburne tried to back up, but she couldn't do so fast enough – a gasp escaping her lips as the monster grabbed her by the front of her dress. It yanked her close and grabbed her by the neck, cutting her gasp off into a choked wheeze as it strangled her, forcing her down to the ground. It destroyed her single gun with its free hand, sneering gleefully as it got between her legs.

''M-Mn!'' Ausburne growled defiantly, kicking her legs and gripping at the wrist choking her, fighting desperately to get it off.

A small miracle came in the form of a stray shell impacting the ground not far behind the them, the shockwave making the Goblin grunt and drawing its eye, distracted. She used that to her advantage, and with a yell of effort the small Destroyer dug her heels into the Goblin's stomach and pushed. The resulting shove managed to push the monster off her, sending it stumbling back with a yelp, and Ausburne wasted no time in stumbling up to her feet.

She didn't get much farther than that however before the Goblin was upon her. She raised her arms in defence but the Goblin pushed them aside, snarling at her as it grabbed her dress and pulled. Fabric audibly ripped and Ausburne cried out in shock, cheeks flushing as the Goblin tore off an entire section of her outfit – but the exposed skin only made her want to fight back more, a yell escaping her as she threw a fast.

''Yaah- kuh!''

A mistake. The Goblin grabbed her fist and shoved her arm down, its other hand landing on her head and smashing her down into the ground. Thanks to her short height she smacked face-first on the concrete, her forehead hitting the ground harshly and dazing her, spots of mottled blackness clouding her vision. The Goblin gleefully took advantage of her weakness, ripping her clothing to shreds until her dress fell off her body.

Her white shorts were ripped down her thighs and torn off in short order too, and by the time Ausburne began to snap out of her stunned state, the Goblin had torn her underwear off her hips too. The beast pushed her head down against the hard ground once more, leaving her ass up – and with a giddy howl the Goblin pushed its cock up against her puffy slit, and slammed inside.

''AH?!'' Charles Ausburne cried out, pain hitting her a second later as the Goblin's meaty cock buried itself deep inside her.

On instinct she writhed, gasping, but the Goblin maintained a tight grip on her waist as it pushed its cock deeper inside her, soon bottoming out inside her tight pussy. The moment its shaft was fully engulfed by her virgin tightness the beast grabbed the back of her head, hissing in delight as it yanked her head backwards, extracting another cry of pain from Ausburne as the creature pulled her hair.

''O-Ow! S-S-Stop!'' In vain Ausburne cried out, blindly flailing her arms behind herself.

The Goblin however ignored her, grunting huskily as it jammed its cock into her tight sex, yanking her back with a hand on her hip. Its nails dug into her soft hip each time it pulled her waist backwards, stuffing her pussy full with its thick shaft and extracting another pained cry from Ausburne, her inner walls clenching like a vice around the unwanted cock inside her; doing little more than enticing the Goblin to pound her harder.

Skin slapped up against skin as the Goblin's pelvis impacted her ass, almost spanking her each time it drove its dick into her, battering her cervix at the same time. The harsh sensation brought pained tears to Ausburne's eyes, an angry wince on her visage as she was defiled – a sharp gasp fleeing her lips when the Goblin pulled on her hair again, forcing her to arch her back further lest it rip her hair out.

''Mn!'' Ausburne gritted her teeth as the Goblin shifted its grip; moving its hand from her hip to her stomach, forcing her to maintain the uncomfortable position as it pounded her pussy.

The repeated impacts to her deepest parts made her body lurch forwards each time, incidentally pushing her onto the Goblin's pointy nails, cutting her belly as if in warning. However she couldn't stop the motion even as she wanted to, a pained gasp fleeing her lips when the Goblin suddenly picked up speed, jack-hammering her tight womanhood so intensely the smacking of skin echoed around them, humiliating her with the sound of her own defloration.

Then its hand left her stomach and went up to her breast. Ausburne wasn't big in the chest department – practically flat – but the Goblin didn't seem to mind, its nails digging into the flesh of her chest as it groped her, making her maintain the arched position as it kept hammering her pussy, forcing her inner walls to spread for its thick girth. And as it kept plunging itself into her formerly-virgin sex, Ausburne began to feel it throb inside her.

The meaning wasn't lost on her. She felt the Goblin move faster, its thick cock pushing and thrusting into her more roughly as it used her body for its own pleasure, pre-cum teasing her insides. Desperately Ausburne shook her head but couldn't muster the words to beg it to stop, knowing on some level a monster wouldn't listen to her.

''Ah! A-Ahh~!'' Ausburne wailed as the monster pounding her harder and harder, hammering her deepest parts-

-until finally it bottomed out inside her, and unloaded thick gushes of cum into her womanhood.

Charles Ausburne buckled from the feeling, gasping as she felt spurts of warmth flood her deepest parts, sending scared shivers running through the Destroyer as she realised her fate had been sealed – that even if she had the fortune to escape the mist, then she would be stuck as an unwanted mother for some demonic child.

'So much for being an ally of justice...' Ausburne could only bitterly think as the Goblin gleefully continued to rape her, barely pausing to finish cumming before it continued its wild thrusts.

X-x-X

Spence was jumpy at the best of times.

When in the heat of battle whilst her sisters were falling around her, safe to say, made that much worse.

''Muu...!'' Spence whimpered as she fired her gun again, taking down one Goblin but failing to slow down the other two.

One of them broke off and went for Fletcher, but the other went right for her. Spence panicked, crying out as she stumbled back and tripped – grunting when she landed on her back. The Goblin gleefully took advantage of her weakness, all but jumping on her and ripping into her dress – causing her grunt to escalate into a frightened scream as she struggled beneath the beast, lifting her arms to instinctively protect her face.

The Goblin wasn't going for her face however. With a grin it reached between her legs and ripped a hole in her black pantyhose, extracting another petrified scream from Spence as she flailed beneath the monster, trying desperately to get it off. Even though she still had her cannon she didn't even think of using it, too terrified at what was coming to stop it. As such when the Goblin shifted back and yanked her pink panties off her first instinct was to cover her virgin womanhood, whimpering in terror.

''Mn-!'' Spence winced as the Goblin yanked her arms aside, allowing it to press its meaty cock up against her soft pussy lips. ''N-N-No please don- AGH!''

It went in hard and dry, forcing its way in deep and making Spence wail in pain. The Goblin ignored her; growling with lust as it lifted both her legs up and held them against its shoulder, allowing the short beast to jerk its hips forwards with rough bucks of its hips, slamming its thick shaft into her tight pussy over and over again, shaping her stinging insides to fit its meaty cock. It bottomed out inside her easily, a trickle of virginal blood escaping her lower lips as it roughly pounded her into the ground, fucking her mercilessly.

Her legs jerked and her feet spasmed, toes curling as the monster violated her. Spence clawed and grasped at the ground around her, helplessly crying out as the beast pounded itself into her – holding onto her legs to keep her pinned. Her heeled shoes fell off her feet from her constant spasms, exposing her toes to the cold mist air; the sensation distracting her from her own deflowering only briefly.

''Mn!'' Spence buckled as the Goblin snapped her back to awareness, digging its claws into her pantyhose-clad legs and ripping the fabric – making her cry out in pain as the beast's claws dug into the soft flesh of her thighs.

A fresh cry escaped Spence's lips as the Goblin suddenly stopped, instead spreading her legs and leaning over her – resuming its wild thrusting with a howl of delight. Her legs spasmed on either side of the monster's waist, the hole in her black pantyhose allowing the Destroyer to see her pussy get stuffed, the creature's meaty cock burying itself in deep – lewd squelches escaping her pussy as the beast violently defiled her.

''I-It hurts...!'' Spence gasped out, pushing on the Goblin's chest futilely, her arms weak from both fear and pain.

The Goblin just growled at her – and in a heartbeat it darted down, and chomped into her shoulder.

In an instant Spence shrieked, eyes widening to their limits as teeth sunk into her neck and shoulder, blood bubbling from the wound. It bit into her, holding her still in its maw as it kept slamming its thick cock into her tightening pussy, getting even rougher by the second until it was practically jack-hammering her sore folds.

Spence's eyes remained wide open as the Goblin got faster, the harsh smacking of skin echoing in the Destroyer's ears as the Goblin mated with her, her pussy aching from how stuffed it was. Blood ran down her neck and shoulder, the monster's teeth digging into her flesh painfully as it fucked her harshly, hammering her deepest parts-

-until with a muted growl it bottomed out inside her ruined pussy and blew its load, thick ropes of cum flooding her womb.

''A-Ah...'' Spence numbly whimpered, shaking – outright paralysed with shock, barely even feeling the thick load gush into her defiled pussy.

However when the Goblin unclenched its jaw from her neck she most certainly snapped out of it, whimpering tearfully as the monster loomed over her, jaw stained with her blood and a sick grin on its lips.

And then the next thing Spence knew was she was flipped around, her ass in the air, and she was being fucked from behind even as she profusely bled from her neck and shoulder.

X-x-X

One by one the Fletcher-class sisters fell. The luckier ones were able to escape, running to get help or simply to get away from the monsters, frightened into a hysteric frenzy.

Fletcher wasn't one of those able to escape. She stood her ground, opening fire with her gun over and over again, conserving her torpedoes for when she needed them most. However the horde of Goblins was endless, the little creatures overwhelming them with sheer numbers. And soon even she was unable to hold the line against the endless onslaught.

''Ah-!'' One Goblin got past their defensive line and latched onto her back, ripping off the remnants of her rigging along with part of her dress.

Fletcher stumbled away, letting the Goblin fall off with her rigging and turning to face it, prepared to fight with her fists if necessary. However another Goblin took advantage of her distracted state, latching onto her right arm and offsetting her balance; suddenly pulling her down to the floor. She landed on her shoulder with a cry, a panicked look crossing her face as the monster gleefully moved between her legs, prompting her to shut them and roll over, getting her knees under herself.

The Goblin took full advantage, one hand grabbing the back of her pantyhose. On instinct she crawled away just as it pulled, causing the fibres of her thick white pantyhose to rip alongside her matching panties – paling as her rear was exposed to the beast. However Fletcher barely had time to get a foot beneath herself, mid-way through standing up when the Goblin jerked its hips forth.

''Ah!'' Fletcher cried out as the Goblin's considerable length plunged into her womanhood, the sudden penetration making her fall onto all fours, barely stopping herself from face-planting.

Another Goblin – the one who tore apart her rigging, she realised in the back of her mind – got in front of her, its sharp nails digging into her head. Fletcher cried out in pain but the monster greedily took advantage; wasting no time in slamming its meaty cock into her mouth and making her audibly choke, her eyes bulging. She raised her hands and tried to push the beast off her but it just gripped her hair, pulling on it and bringing pained tears to her eyes.

Without giving her an ounce of mercy both Goblins began to pound her, their thick cocks sliding into her tight pussy and mouth with unrelenting force. They moved in opposing sync, the one behind her slamming into her formerly-virgin pussy and shoving her down the other Goblin's cock, forcing her to deep-throat the monster's shaft. Even when she slapped and hit the Goblin's thighs it didn't stop fucking her mouth, a growl arising from its throat as face-fucked her harder.

''Mmph! Mm! Mn!'' Spit wetted Fletcher's chin as the Goblin's cock violently plunged in-and-out of her lips.

Movement to her left instinctively drew her eye, said eye widening when she caught sight of a struggling Aulick. Her red-haired sister had lost her rigging and most of her dress, only a portion around her collar and chest left; leaving nothing to cover her lower parts. The Goblin restraining her took advantage of that, growling as it shoved her to the ground and slammed its thick cock into her comparatively small pussy, extracting a sharp scream from Aulick; one hardly muffled when the Goblin pushed her head down whilst leaving her ass up.

To her right she saw Thatcher fall to a similar fate. She was forced down onto all fours and had her arms pulled back, harsh cries escaping her throat as the Goblin fucked her from behind; slamming its thick cock into her tight hole repeatedly. Smacks echoed as the beast's pelvis impacted Thatcher's ass, each smack leaving her ass slightly red, not unlike a harsh spank. Yet no matter how wildly Thatcher struggled she couldn't break free from the Goblin's hold.

''Mn! Nngh!''

''A-Ah~! S-Stop it!''

''Guh, Gh-!''

Together all three sisters were pounded, skin slapping in a chaotic symphony as the Goblins had their way with them. Fletcher couldn't even cry out with the cock in her mouth but she certainly tried to; muffled cries of pain escaping her when she wasn't choking on the Goblin's girthy shaft. Thatcher had no such muffler; wailing her lungs out as the Goblin yanked her arms back and forced her to arch her back, her chest buckling forwards from each forceful thrust.

Fletcher screwed her eyes shut, enduring the thick hardness that forced her sore insides apart like a battering ram, the tip hitting her deepest parts like it was trying to fuck her very womb. Not unlike a jack-hammer it plunged into her with thundering speed, pistoning into her without even a second of pause, leaving her gasping and choking on the cock that shoved itself down her throat, repeatedly blocking her airways.

''A-Ah... a-ahh...'' Beside her Aulick shut her eyes and just whimpered, as if trying to block out what was happening to her.

Suddenly Fletcher felt the Goblin behind her dig its fingers into her sides, slamming its hard cock into her faster. She gagged, eyes wide as the beast slammed into her again and again and again, the endless slew of slapping flesh ringing in her ears – the Destroyer choking when the one in front of her began to fuck her mouth harder too, gripping and pulling on her hair as it howled. Their thick shafts spit-roasted her between them wildly, jerking her body about from the force of their thrusts-

-until finally they both slammed in deep, and came inside her at the same time.

Cum flooded her pussy in thick gushes, a similarly thick amount spurting down her throat and forcing her to swallow lest she choke on it. Eyes remaining wide she could do nothing but take the forced creampie, intimately feeling the Goblin's cock throb inside her womanhood each time it spurted another rope of cum into her.

Beside her Aulick's whimpering grew into a sharp scream as the Goblin fucking her sped up, its pelvis harshly smacking her ass – until with a howl it drove its cock in deep and came, spurts of cum squirting from her abused pussy as it creampied her too, flooding her womb with its seed and impregnating her.

Thatcher wasn't spared either. The Goblin roughly yanked her back and howled, slamming into her with such force her hips jerked forth wildly, prompting the beast to carelessly pull on her arms more – until something snapped, eliciting a shrill screech from Thatcher as something in her arm broke. The pain made her muscles tighten up, eliciting a harsh growl from the Goblin before it bottomed out inside her, pumping her womb full of its cum.

'A-Ah...' Fletcher shuddered as the two Goblins pulled out of her holes, leaving her to flop weakly onto her front, coughing up cum and with spit drying on her chin. Her hair was a mess and her clothed ripped in a myriad of places; not that her sisters were much better off.

As if to reinforce that the two Goblins shoved Aulick and Thatcher at her, sending them falling onto their sides next to her. Aulick whimpered in pain, cupping her abused pussy and sniffling, whilst Thatcher was openly sobbing and clutching at what was either a broken arm or shoulder, eyes full of fear as she leaned away from the leering Goblin.

The four Goblins grinned down at them, almost salivating as they prepared to lunge-

-only for heavy footfalls to make them jerk their heads to the side, just in time for two of the Goblins to get a scythe to the face.

Blood splattered over the other two Goblins, both of whom seemed to be stunned, and by the time they had the instinct to react it was over – the scythe twisting around and cleaving them both in half diagonally, sending them collapsing into a lifeless heap.

''A-Alabama...?'' Fletcher coughed, bleary-eyed from a crack in her glasses.

Alabama looked down at them. ''Mm. Sorry I'm late.''

''It's... Mn, okay...'' It wasn't; but there wasn't much they could do in this situation. They were just lucky Alabama came at all.

''Here, give me your hand. Can you walk?''

''B-Barely...''

''I'll carry Aulick on my back, you take Thatcher. Leander and Achilles are escorting Foote, Ausburne and Spence back.''

Fletcher obeyed, groaning as she was heaved to her feet.

They were beaten, defiled, and disarmed.

But maybe they might at least escape this hellhole with their sanity in tact.

[END]

A/N: Next: Alabama.