A/N: Two Manchester fics in a row, one wholesome and cuddly and the other dark and, well, dark. Still, a double dose of an underappreciated maid~

Hope you enjoy~

The Haar

Chapter 17: Manchester and Glasgow

While some like Wakatsuki were sent ahead as a vanguard, Manchester and Glasgow had a different objective.

Namely, finding a decent spot to set up a camp.

Though they hadn't been ordered to by HQ Amagi had taken the liberty of bringing along enough equipment to set up a proper camp – tents, firepits, tinned rations and plenty of water, all of it of course stored within her hull and able to be brought forth through her rigging. However with her preoccupied with leading the fleet through the harsher-than-expected jungle, she'd delegated the duty to Manchester, with Glasgow as her assistant.

The green-eyed maid took to her newfound duty with enthusiasm. Though camping wasn't her forte she liked to think she had a good sense of things, and because of that she was confident in leading Glasgow a little behind the fleet. With them numbering in the several dozen the tracks left behind were too prominent to miss; bushes trudged or cut down in a rough, winding path through the jungle, enabling Manchester to follow along without issue.

She looked around as they walked, taking her time examining her surroundings. Given that they were in a jungle it was fair to assume that there'd be poisonous plants and venomous insects, so the less foliage the better. Additionally less foliage meant less cover for monster to hide under and gave them clearer lines-of-sight – an important fact when one considered that they were, at their core, warships. They were designed to fight on the open ocean kilometres apart if not tens of kilometres in some rare cases, not within a couple dozen metres. Though they could handle the splash of their own guns somewhat, it was far from preferable.

Unfortunately such open spaces, at least in the jungle, were basically non-existent, so Manchester would have to content herself to just a modest open space.

Venturing slightly off the path Manchester looked about, a log over to her right that might make a good defensive line, but the spot behind it was filled with water – a small pond caused by rain, perhaps, and so useless for the purposes of a camp. However just as she was about to turn away she noticed rock further behind it, higher up near the canopy; the grey-black stone standing out against the browns and greens of the jungle.

''Hm? What is it? Ye see somethin'?'' Glasgow inquired curiously, peering over her shoulder.

''Mm... maybe yeah. C'mon, let's go give it a look.'' Manchester responded with a little grin.

Frowning Glasgow looked around, then sighed. ''Fine. Just dinnae go too far off the path alright? I'd hate to be lost in this bloody place.''

Manchester just hummed an agreement, using her rigging to brush aside any suspicious-looking plants and wading her way through them. In the distance and all around the sounds of the jungle joined the rustling of the leaves; the buzzing of insects, the distant snaps of branches, and if she strained her hearing every so often she could hear shellfire and the howl of a dying monster before the jungle returned to its natural state once more.

The green-eyed maid shook off her thoughts, glancing up to where the rock was. It was clearer now, and as she approached more she realised it wasn't just in the trees but actually part of a cliff – the other side of the cliff about a dozen or so feet to the left, forming a valley between them. Hope ignited in her chest and a grin soon lit up Manchester's face. Where better to set up a choke point than a valley?

''Thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?'' Manchester grinned over at her fellow maid.

Glasgow frowned at her, small nose scrunched in confusion. ''That I'd much rather be back with the fleet?''

''Oh come on, ain't that bad.'' Manchester waggled a finger. ''Come on. We'll go in and have a peek, check it's free of beasties and then head on back to Amagi. She'll be chuffed to know we found a place so soon!''

''Yeah, guess ye got a point there.'' Glasgow sighed before straightening her shoulders. ''Right then. Lead the way.''

''Ha! That's the spirit.'' Manchester grinned and began to march into the valley.

Glasgow followed but a sudden feeling of being watched made her pause, frowning as she looked over her shoulder. Shrubs, canopy, trunks. Nothing.

With some effort she shrugged it off and kept walking, prepared to respond if it was a threat but trying to tell herself it was just nerves – she was pretty dang anxious after all.

When nothing leapt out of the bushes at her back she dared relax a tiny bit, hurrying after Manchester as the silver-haired maid earnestly marched her way through the shrubbery, cautious but still eager to be helpful to the fleet. The rocky walls of the valley opened up further as they got away from the entrance point, forming an ovular shape with a semi-clear path through the centre; shrubs unusually absent and confined mostly to the sides of the valley.

Manchester inspected the oddity with curious eyes, her gaze falling – and stopped. There, near the base of the plants, was a bunch of rocks. Small pebbles arranged in a curve, and as she took a few more steps forwards she realised that the curve formed a line dividing the plants and the pathway. The placement of stones was far too deliberate to be a natural formation, with little indents made in the dirt for the stones to rest upon – and as she knelt down, she realised that the reason there was even a path in the first place was because something had ripped out the plants, deliberately creating a pathway between the borders.

Almost like this was a garden.

The sound of a snapping branch instantly brought Manchester back to her feet, guns aiming up towards the canopies as Glasgow got behind her, the two cruisers back-to-back. Between them they had a lot of firepower, their riggings combined bringing forth shy of twenty cruiser-grade guns, but that didn't do much to quell their sudden unease.

''Something's here.'' Manchester murmured.

''Ye don't say.'' Glasgow bit back.

''Don't get snippy with me, alright?''

''I did say I'd rather be back with the fleet.'' Glasgow drawled, not taking her eyes off of the surrounding jungle. ''Dinnae ken why I listen to you sometimes.''

''Because you owe me for saving your butt that one time back in the channel.''

''Tch, fairs fair. Even now we are, right?''

Manchester smiled tightly but didn't answer, ears keenly honed for the slightest of sounds. Glasgow likewise fell into silence but the maid's unease was evident with how she shifted and turned slightly, her gaze more frenetic as it jumped from bush to bush, searching for evidence of their fears. They didn't present themselves, however; always too quick to be seen and leaving the two maids scouring the skies above for any sight of their stalkers.

The sudden rustling of leaves to Glasgow's right sent the flighty maid whirring around, guns raised... only for them to lower in surprise as she found nothing there.

Instead, rolling out from under the bush, was a single-

''...pebble?'' Glasgow frowned.

Manchester connected the dots, however, eyes wide. ''We need to- kyaa!''

Manchester's startled scream snapped Glasgow's gaze back onto her fellow maid; startled to find a monster on top of Manchester, having shoved her to the ground. It was strongly reminiscent of an ape, though which specific species was hard, if not impossible to tell. Standing upright on thick legs and with a vaguely humanoid musculature it stood a full head over the two maids in height, covered in short beige hair and with a monkey-like face, albeit with more prominent fangs and completely red, almost luminescent eyes.

''Shoot it!'' Manchester cried.

Glasgow snapped out of her shock and complied, spending less than a second to aim before opening fire. The monster – Lesser Ape she dubbed it, considering it resembled a weaker monkey than the likes of a gorilla – dodged with remarkable speed, though wasn't fast enough to evade all of her shells; three hitting their mark across its torso and knocking it back somewhat, but not reducing it to a fine red paste like a trio of cruiser-grade shells should've.

Rustling behind her was the only warning before Glasgow felt herself be tackled to the forest floor too. Yelping the maid tried to turn but the monster – another Lesser Ape – had grappled onto her rigging. Not just grabbed, but actively holding on even as she tried to throw it off, one hand holding it firm while another raked its sharp nails through the metal, gripping and yanking entire chunks off at a time. Her turrets couldn't traverse far enough to aim right behind her, leaving Glasgow mostly pinned under the monster as its weight kept her down.

Thinking fast she de-summoned her rigging. The lack of support sent the monster falling and Glasgow used the time to get up – and with a fiery yell swung her foot up and kicked the Lesser Ape in the jaw, jerking its head to one side and leaving it open for a proper punch in the nose, sending it onto its back.

''Bloody git!'' Glasgow barked at it, summoning her rigging again and – before it could recover – blasted it with her remaining two turrets. It didn't turn it into red paste either, but the AP shells blew big enough holes in its torso that the monster gurgled its last breath.

Alas it was not alone – a fact Glasgow became acquainted with as another Lesser Ape swung down from the branches and landed on her. A punch to the back of her head sent stars flashing through her eyes, her thoughts forced into disarray and leaving her only peripherally aware that she'd been sent to the floor, the wrenching of metal distant in her ears. It was only when a pair of meaty, humanoid hands grabbed her thighs that she shook off her disorientation and kicked out, hitting the monster and forcing it back.

Using her momentary window Glasgow scrambled back to her feet, getting a solid look at the Lesser Ape in front of her and noticing two more hanging back, seemingly also having just landed. Thinking fast she turned and broke out into a desperate sprint to gain some distance, de-summoning the bent remains of her rigging so she was a tad lighter, her legs aching from so suddenly running without a warm-up-

-and then she was once again tackled from behind. Glasgow shrieked as she fell, flailing an arm behind her only to cry out when the Lesser Ape bit her arm – not enough to do much in the way of damage but enough to leave a small hole, blood drawn. The thought became a minor concern though compared to the meaty hands that ripped the back of her skirt apart, her ass cheeks grabbed harshly before her pantyhose too was ripped open, exposing the plain white panties she wore underneath.

''G-Get away from me you bloody cockwomble!'' Glasgow barked back at it, kicking a foot out.

She struck its shin or something but it gave her a momentary escape, her knees digging into the dirt and lunging her forwards, enabling her to grab onto a tree to support herself – but she got no further before the Lesser Ape caught her hands and held them to the tree. It pressed its body against hers, its large cock pressing between her ass cheek and making Glasgow freeze up in fear, intimately the swollen organ push and grind against her ass, the tip soon grazing down and prodding her panty-clad sex, her underwear the only thing preserving her chastity.

Just as that thought struck the tip of the ape's cock tucked under the side of her underwear, pushing it aside and letting the head nuzzle her slit-

-and Glasgow shrieked as it slammed into her, unceremoniously claiming her first time. Though it may not have the barbs or spines that other monster cocks might possess the considerable girth easily put it in the same leagues as some of the biggest humans – and her only experience was her own fingers. The lack of of lube only made it sharper, the air punched from Glasgow's lungs as she clung onto the tree for dear life, her mind purged of all rational thought as she was so brutally deflowered.

Then the Lesser Ape hissed in her ear and pulled back – and she let out another shrill cry as it slammed inside of her once more, the deep penetration kissing her cervix. The monster pressed itself against her so she couldn't struggle her way free, her hands held in an ungodly tight grip and leaving her totally at the mercy of the larger male monster, its groin smacking against her pantyhose-covered ass cheeks as it rutted her over and over again, each successive thrust quicker than the last. Quicker, and harsher.

''Mn! Fuck ye- hn! Agh!'' Glasgow could barely get a word out; gasping and wheezing as the thick monkey cock speared between her petals and banged on the gates of her womb, utterly ruining her pussy with every bestial thrust. ''S-Stop it, I ruddy said-!''

The Lesser Ape snarled into the back of her head, hot breath washing over her nape and making Glasgow reflexively whimper, primal fear rooting her in her place. Which just made it even easier for the Lesser Ape to jam its swollen cock into her, pounding her pussy with the ferocious expected of such an animal – no rhythm or tenderness to be found but raw, ball-slapping sex that made her gasp and cry out, her nails digging into the bark of the tree as it mated with her against her will.

Her legs shifted further apart to try and lessen the pain in her crotch but if anything that just made the monster fuck her even harder, taking it as a sign she wanted it. Cries tumbled from Glasgow's lips as she felt the sizeable monster cock part her insides and slam up against her depths, the bestial pace reminding her of some naughty scenes in her erotica novels she read – but the pain was so much hotter and the grip it had on her wrists so much tighter that it was hard to enjoy it.

Hard, but not impossible, judging by how wet she was.

''S-Stop...!'' Glasgow rasped out, bowing her head as the beast clapped her ass, her cheeks sore from the harsh impacts and her pussy aching as it scraped her walls with its large girth. ''I-I can't take it... a-anymore...!''

As if in response the Lesser Ape hastened its animalistic thrusts, its girth pulsating between her quivering walls as it slammed into her cunt, the sopping smack of its entry echoing through the surrounding jungle-

-until with a hoot not dissimilar to that of a monkey the Lesser Ape came. Glasgow staggered as she felt the torrent of thick sticky seed pour into her pussy, her eyes bulging as she realised it was impregnating her, but she was still helpless to fight back – able to just stand there and grit her teeth as her womb was filled to the brim with monkey seed, her insides unconsciously squeezing every last drop from the monster's large cock.

For a moment, Glasgow thought it was done.

That was until the Lesser Ape shoved her to the ground and, without pulling out, gleefully continued to breed her.

Her cries for help going unheeded.

X-x-X

Manchester, upon her attacker being distracted, saw her opportunity and hurriedly got to her feet – finishing off her distracted opponent before it could react.

However she quickly realised the enormity of her mistake as several more Lesser Apes descended from the trees. Even as she hurriedly backed up while firing she wouldn't be able to down them all; if anything it was a miracle she managed to nail one in the head and kill it outright, but the other two closed in far quicker than she could counter.

Until soon, they had a hold on her.

''Ah-!''

A meaty hand around her wrist threw her to the ground, sending her awkwardly tumbling for a solid second or two before managing to find her footing – but then the other Lesser Ape was behind her, its big hands grabbing the metal connectors of her rigging and ripping them off brutally – severing her connection to her own weaponry in an instant, leaving her with just a smokestack on her back. That too was wrenched off and she found herself thrown to the ground with the motion, a wince marring her visage as she tried to get up.

She succeeded. And then the second she was standing the Lesser Ape in front of her suddenly lunged out, its hairy fingers curling down into her dress – and Manchester screamed as it ripped the front of her dress off, her strapless bra coming off with it and leaving her breasts bare to the monsters. Redness coloured her cheeks and she covered her boobs with one arm, glaring angrily at the creatures.

That became the least of her concerns though as the monkey-like monster from behind grabbed her elbows, pinning her arms to her sides as it got behind her, a deep rumble coming up from its chest and sending a shiver running through her. The other Lesser Ape in front of her though grabbed her tits; forcing a gasp out of Manchester as the beast slowly kneaded her tits, its grip a bit rough and making her wince but at least it wasn't killing her outright.

She flinched as the two Lesser Ape hooted at one another; a sharp, animalistic sound made all the louder with how close both of them were. Manchester just kept her head down and said nothing, eyes screwing shut as the Lesser Ape in front of her kept kneading her breasts, as if curious and experimenting with her chest. Given all of the monster they'd seen thus far were male, she was probably the first female they'd ever seen.

Suddenly, the realisation of what they planned to do with her became starkly evident.

Just as that thought struck the two Lesser Apes apparently came to an agreement – and Manchester yelped as the one in front of her grabbed her ass and lifted her up. Its large thumb grazed over her white underwear and her face grew scarlet as it tucked her panties to one side, allowing the bulbous tip of its cock to push up against her nether lips. Instantly she began to struggle, panic a jolt up her throat, but the hands binding her arms refused to relent and the hand on her ass kept her steady as the tip pushed in-

-and Manchester cried out at the top of her lungs as the monkey's thick girth penetrated her. Though it went in somewhat slowly it didn't prepare her for how girthy it was, stretching her open as her first time was roughly stolen by the beast. As if to add insult to injury the other Lesser Ape behind her probed at her asshole, serving as her only warning before her backdoor was penetrated as well, the air fucked from her lungs as the two big-dicked monsters claimed her.

Then with a sudden buck of their hips, they slammed inside.

''Bollocks!'' Manchester barked out, throwing her head back with eyes tightly shut. ''B-Bloody hurts-!''

Any further curses were rendered null and void as the two Lesser Apes started to thrust, drawing their dicks out to the tips before slamming back inside of her. There was a tentative rhythm to the motion that rapidly began to degrade as the two monsters submitted to their primal instincts; grunts and hisses escaping them as they jerked their hips forwards and slammed their cocks into her helpless pussy and tight asshole, her two holes harshly filled with monster dick.

Manchester tried to struggle, she really did, but with them restraining her arms and gripping her ass cheeks she was for all intents and purposes stuck – left suspended between the muscled monsters as they forced their cocks into her unwilling holes. With every successive thrust the two apes became less coordinated; the one behind her shoving its dick deep inside of her ass and grunting in delight while the one in her pussy favoured longer thrusts, slamming itself up to the hilt within her each time and battering her cervix with its large cock.

Their hands, too, were not idle. The Lesser Ape in front of her soon released her ass cheeks and instead grabbed at her tits again, kneading her breasts so roughly it knocked the air from her lungs. Without anything to hold her ass either all her weight was on her arms as the other ape held her up, leaving her practically dangling as the two beasts had their way with her, burying their dicks in her holes and bruising her breasts with how they played with her tits.

''Nn...! Hnf, st- ah!''

Speaking was impossible with such girthy dicks slamming into her tender holes, her mind frazzled and thoughts in disarray – the harsh smack of their hairy flesh against hers ringing out. Distantly she heard Glasgow crying out as well, the telltale slap of flesh betraying the fact she was being bred too, but Manchester couldn't see her anywhere nearby. The thought that her one and only ally nearby was also being defiled made shame well up in her throat, offering her a tempting distraction from the pain wracking her body.

An option made much harder as the two Lesser Apes howled, the monkey-esque noise ringing in her ears as the two monsters sped up – their hurried motions betraying their nearing climaxes. She screwed her eyes shut, enduring the thumps to her cervix or gropes to her chest. The more she tensed the more acutely she felt their cocks slamming into her, doing her raw and about to impregnate her, but without a way to avert her fate all Manchester could do is brace for the inevitable-

-and a second later the inevitable came as a torrent of warmth erupted into her womb. She gasped at the heat of the beast's seed, her face twisting into discomfort as similarly-thick gushes of semen shot into her asshole, rope after rope of it splattering across her insides and making her shudder violently in their hold, a whimper passing her lips as they kept cumming far longer than a normal human would, as if to guarantee she'd get pregnant.

A shudder roiled through her and she whimpered as the gushes turned into meagre spurts of semen, their orgasms coming to an end at last.

'...are they... done...?'

Manchester got her answer as the two Lesser Apes suddenly resumed raping her; gaining a second wind as they eagerly ploughed her pussy and asshole, her cries going unheeded.

[END]

A/N: Intelligent these apes are, making gardens and using distractions to get the jump on their foes~

See you next time in Chapter 18: Javelin and Kitakaze~