Hypnotic Dancing Krystal - Gameboyred
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Krystal was perhaps one of my biggest first "furry babe".
Sure, there was Mirage when I was much younger which haunts me still today, but seeing this vixen on the cover of Nintendo Power awakened something in me which hasn't died down. She wasn't in Dinosaur Planet that much, but still her design was particularly titillating, to say the least. Thus why I occasionally return to her every now and then, tinting her with my usual flavor (baladi, hypnosis and all that).
The one who drew her and designed this outfit is none other than my long-time partner in crime, Gameboyred. He respected her color palette, gave her complimenting ones and made sure to make her stand out as this hypnotic babe in a bedlah. If you like their style, I can definitely recommend checking out their commission prices: https://www.deviantart.com/gameboyr.....aybe-910248128
And if you enjoy my work, want to see more and even participate (bi-weekly CYOA and monthly bonus tales!), do check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/incredibleintruder
Now what is exactly going on here? Read on and find out!
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KRYSTAL'S FIRST ARWING BATTLE
“I'm afraid I can't let you do, Star Fox.”
Wolf had been looking forward to this, his rival and his team being at a disadvantage given the fact that they couldn't possibly be expecting an attack from his team and himself. They had been hired by Andross to go forth and protect one of his assets, an easy enough job given their pedigree yet Wolf had a secondary goal beside getting paid and that was to finally defeat once and for all this meddlesome Fox and his team. Given that Peppy, one of the veterans from the older generation, had retired it seemed entirely apropos to just give them the whooping that they earned and to instill terror into the heart of whichever newbie would try to fill the hare's shoes.
“It's Star Wolf and his team, everyone evasive maneuver and scramble!” Fox said, his communication being intercepted as Wolf smirked, his one good eye locked entirely on the one who had humiliated him prior. He began to shoot his lasers, Fox doing barrel rolls in order to deflect them yet Wolf was relentless in his own assault. “Don't let them catch us all with a bomb or something similar!”
“You've learned quite a bit, boy...but it won't be enough!” Wolf replied, putting the pressure on with some smack talk as he opened up all communication channels to add more tension to the opposing arwing pilots. “You all know your targets. Don't let them escape or even leave them a moment to think!”
Leon Kowalski would head toward Falco Lombardi, Andrew Oikonny would face Slippy Toad and that left Panther Caroso with whoever would try to foolishly replace Peppy O'Hare. Rumors had it that it was a woman, though no records of any particular flight or combat talent resided, not even a name as this was a mystery. It would have made sense to hire Katt Monroe as she was skilled and it was an open secret that she gravitated toward Falco Lombardi...but one quick look at the scanners and comms indicated that this wasn't her in any way.
“Krystal, you'll have to deal with yours. I leave it up to you!” Fox ordered as Wolf was already hot in pursuit, leaving no chance for the Star Fox commander to give a helping hand to this newbie.
“Do not worry about me. I can handle myself,” this lady responded, a blue and white furred vixen with a lovely complexion, the kind which did not leave Panther indifferent as he himself went dangerously close to his opponent.
“Oh, but perhaps we could always land our arwing and I could handle you myself, my pretty,” Panther replied to that, a suave tone that certainly did nothing to remove the threat of his immediate presence. He almost tackled the one named Krystal, yet she dodged in extremis, which could be very well due to either chance or surprising skills: it was too hard to tell. “Let Panther Caroso convince you to join the winning team, eh?”
“Quit playing with your food, Panther. Let's show them all how Star Wolf does business,” Wolf responded, this ladies man act certainly not helpful in this situation, although it would indeed be a massive blow to Star Fox if they actually did convince their newest member to defect. Perhaps once they were all defeated, he thought, as he kept himself on Fox' trail as the ace pilot certainly did not make things easy. Somersault, sharp turns and feints, all to fend him off yet Wolf was steady and focused, entirely intent on getting the upper hand and concluding their rivalry once and for all. As he did get a lock on his enemy, a sudden shout from the comms startled him as Wolf opened up the channels again. “What now? Can't you handle your target?”
“I'm afraid the lovely Krystal...is too much for me...” Panther admitted as it hadn't even been a minute since the dogfight had begun that one of Star Wolf had fallen. One of Panther's wing had been badly damaged as he needed to evacuate, bits of his arwing actually seen one a nearby asteroid thanks to a quick scan. “I can't fight her...”
Wolf blamed himself for this, thinking that Panther was too new in his team and should have figured that making him fight a woman would be a detriment to his combat skills. Now their advantage was gone as Krystal had somehow managed to luckily fend off her opponent as she went to help the team's mechanic, the incompetent Slippy Toad. “I shook off Panther, Fox. Going to help my teammates now!”
“Message received. I'll go on and join you as soon as I can shake him off,” Fox replied, yet Wolf would not let this momentary distraction cut him off from his own goal. He activated his boosters and kept the pressure on with multiple lasers, shooting asteroids nearby in order to create debris which might blind or redirect Fox to a more opportune position to be shot down.
“Playtime is over, Star Fox,” Wolf added, knowing that psychological warfare could give him an edge as Fox was still young despite his experience. The fact that Krystal was also somewhat precious to him, a possible lover, meant that targeting her might just prove to be the wisest choice to destabilize him. “Andrew, ditch the toad and target this Krystal. We can always go forth and capture this helpless mechanic and you can have him to yourself all you want later.”
“Grrrr...will do, boss,” Andrew responded, obviously displeased yet the hot-headed monkey was still a full-fledged member of Star Wolf, bound to obey the orders of his commanding officer. As Slippy seemed to change his trajectory, Andrew himself got to Krystal and went for a direct confrontation. He went full-speed toward her, feinting for a direct collision only to adjust himself at the last moment while shooting a few lasers. It was a bold move and it did land once on Krystal's ship, lightly damaging it as she did manage to dodge the brunt of the attack nevertheless. “She's an amateur. I can handle her and Toad, no sweat.”
“Hear that, Star Fox? Your newest recruit will be charcoal soon enough,” Wolf went on to cruelly tease as he kept himself near, matching every possible movements no matter what. It was all in the reflexes and in split-second decisions, having studied Fox since then to make sure he'd grab victory.
“W-what's happening?” Andrew said on the comm, seemingly startled by something as Wolf looked toward him for a couple of seconds, seeing nothing out of the ordinary as his trajectory was clear. Andrew was even closing in on this Krystal, a perfect position to shoot a salvo which would blast her ship away to smithereens. “I...I...”
“Focus, Andrew. She's right there! Just shoot her!” Wolf commanded, his tone stern and aggressive yet something was indeed up as Andrew flew erratically, unable to maintain a steady position. Just as he could even drop a bomb and turn this vixen into space dust, he did no such thing, not even a regular laser blast as Slippy made his move and got back to him with a few well-timed and well-placed shots.
“Who's the amateur now?” the toad went on to boast, having indeed defeated his rival as Wolf began to feel the tide turning against him...yet this was not over yet as Leon was still there, the oldest member of the team save for Wolf himself.
“Good job you two. Now go assist Falco, I can handle myself!” Fox responded, his spirits rising as he grew bolder by launching a bomb forward to himself cause debris, masterfully making it so it would obstruct Wolf. His rival had seen harsher environment and dodged it all, yet it was indeed disquieting to see that half of his team had somehow been defeated.
“Don't you dare! Leon's mine!” Falco retorted, his legendary ego making him hard to work with despite his more-than-impressive skills. Lombardi went on to do a double barrel-roll to hide and then make a sharp turn behind one asteroid, only to then try to pursue Leon, yet both pilots came inches near to one another, avoiding a collision that would have proved fatal to them both. “Ugh, this guy's a pain in my neck!”
“We're a team, Falco. Just let me help,” Krystal responded as she went toward his teammate, trying to face off Leon alongside Slippy and Falco. A single disapproving grunt was all that Lombardi replied, too stubborn to officially accept their assistance, yet also not dumb enough to refuse it. Krystal herself came particularly close to the chameleon as Wolf figured that it might be time to assist him or to mayhaps go for a tactical retreat...yet his pride refused to see things that way. “I promise you I'll make sure it's you who'll actually defeat him.”
“Things might turn sour, but I'll still blast you away, Fox. What will your team do without its leader, after all?” Wolf said, still cocky yet not blind to his own predicament. At this point, destroying Fox and fleeing was his best bet as his chances of winning were slim to none. Nevertheless, he wouldn't dare abandon and thus started shooting more aggressively, deciding not to mess with his opponent any longer. “Prepare to die!”
“Wolf, look out, this chick is-” Leon suddenly said on the comms, panicking as something was inherently wrong. As Wolf listened in and tried to piece out what was happening, Leon could only go forth and continue speaking albeit his tone was decidedly...different. “S-so p-pretty...s-s-sexy~”
“What are you talking about Leon?” Wolf shouted, dumbfounded by this calmer and seemingly euphoric voice that Leon sported in the last half. Before he could get any answer Falco suddenly did a somersault as Leon's ship was shot multiple times as Lombardi did not miss him even once. With Leon, Andrew and Panther out of commission, Wolf was on his own as he gritted his teeth and then decided to hit Fox where it hurt: through his teammate. “I'll concede victory to your team...but there are other kind of things I can do to harm you, Fox!”
Wolf conceded his defeat, yet had seen enough of Krystal's skills to know that she wasn't such a good shot, merely some kind of moral balm to the team as Andrew had been actually downed by Slippy, Leon by Falco and Panther had just been distracted. In no conceivable way was she an ace pilot as she even got hit a few times. He only needed to make a pass at her, shoot her a bunch and he'd still have a minor win. He got close to her and then...then he knew what she had actually accomplished.
How she had actually won.
He was no longer in the void of space, dodging asteroids and laser, on the seat of his cockpit. There was a slight kaleidoscope of colors, a mist-like rainbow behind which sent hues of soothing nature as while he did not know what was going on, Wolf was surprisingly unsettled. It was some kind of mental space, his own body weight insignificant as if floating without gravity, yet still held to some semblance of terrain beneath him. It was odd, yet his focus went on to zoom in the moment Krystal appeared...and by god was she gorgeous.
“Do not worry about a single thing and gaze upon me~” she said, her tone soft and gentle as the vixen sported something only see in the classy taverns of exotic worlds: a bedlah. She was dressed like a belly dancer, the colors swirling smoothly behind her as she danced in a way that could only be described as fluid and sultry. Her cleavage, her ensemble, how her midriff and cleavage were there to behold...it was simply delightful to see. “Living always on edge cannot be good for you. Allow me to relieve some of your tension~”
She spoke yet her lips were unmoving, her voice directly echoing through his mind as he unwittingly went on to vault forward, trying to catch a better peek at this beauty. She took one step forward and seemed to grow taller, larger somehow. Yet it made her curves, her smooth midriff, her motions all the more enticing as she rolled her stomach and then went for a quick gyration of her waist before then twisting her hips quickly back and forth.
“You are feeling good, safe and completely removed from any harm or threat~” Krystal continued, her voice so soothing, each syllables bringing comfort and awe to Wolf's mind as it did seem like time had slowed down. He forgot about what happened prior, his own thoughts entirely gravitating over the sumptuous vixen who took one more step forward and seemed to be double his size now, towering over him. “Just watch my dance and think of nothing else but me~”
It felt like a potent suggestion, a capital one to follow as Wolf sighed and felt a pleasant numbness invade him. Watching her was akin to the greatest narcotic as she moved one hand to brush on her lower belly, going on to tease him with her navel and a soft chuckle as she shimmied her hips and right there she took another step and it seemed like her own abdomen was all he could see. It dominated the view, absorbing the hues and mesmerizing him entirely as he almost wanted to vault forward and kiss it, to taste the flesh and light fur...
And then he woke up.
It happened suddenly, the dancing vixen and the calm void of color dissipating to make way for harsh, cold reality as Wolf saw that he was headed straight towards a meteor. In a matter of seconds he knew just how Krystal had defeated Panther and why neither Leon or Andrew had been at their best when she got near. She possessed telepathic talents and had instilled this seductive and hypnotic imagery within their head just like she did with him, rendering them helpless and vulnerable as mere seconds before he'd collide with this obstacle the only thing Wolf could say was this.
“Curse you Kryyyyst-”
And then his ship was banged down considerably, making any fight a completely foolish behavior as Star Fox had managed to win without any casualty, to which Fox could only congratulate them.
“Good job, team! Seems like our first real fight against Star Wolf was a resounding success,” Fox said on the communication channels, relieved that none of his crew had met their demise or been put through the wringer. “Seems like having Krystal along was the right idea after all.”
“Why? She didn't even hit any of them! Panther just destroyed his wing against an asteroid,” Falco responded, ever quick to criticize without completely understanding. “I guess she was good moral support, though.”
“Her help did boost me up, that's for sure!” Slippy added, the kinder one in the group even though he was more than often getting into trouble himself. “I'm glad she was here.”
“Thank you all. Do not worry, Falco, I aim to get much better in no time,” Krystal responded, ever humble while flying close to Fox who was the only one so far to know of the vixen's secret. Sending him a wink, only the fox and his lovely teammate and lover would ever know that today's victory had been made possible mostly due to her, her powers giving them plenty of new strategies and tactics for future encounter. None of them figured that Star Wolf has been decimated, those ruffians ever coming back to deal more mayhem and violence, but they'd think twice before crossing Krystal and belittling her as they'd get another helpful of her magnificence.
And perhaps they'd even do so on purpose next time.
Krystal was perhaps one of my biggest first "furry babe".
Sure, there was Mirage when I was much younger which haunts me still today, but seeing this vixen on the cover of Nintendo Power awakened something in me which hasn't died down. She wasn't in Dinosaur Planet that much, but still her design was particularly titillating, to say the least. Thus why I occasionally return to her every now and then, tinting her with my usual flavor (baladi, hypnosis and all that).
The one who drew her and designed this outfit is none other than my long-time partner in crime, Gameboyred. He respected her color palette, gave her complimenting ones and made sure to make her stand out as this hypnotic babe in a bedlah. If you like their style, I can definitely recommend checking out their commission prices: https://www.deviantart.com/gameboyr.....aybe-910248128
And if you enjoy my work, want to see more and even participate (bi-weekly CYOA and monthly bonus tales!), do check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/incredibleintruder
Now what is exactly going on here? Read on and find out!
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KRYSTAL'S FIRST ARWING BATTLE
“I'm afraid I can't let you do, Star Fox.”
Wolf had been looking forward to this, his rival and his team being at a disadvantage given the fact that they couldn't possibly be expecting an attack from his team and himself. They had been hired by Andross to go forth and protect one of his assets, an easy enough job given their pedigree yet Wolf had a secondary goal beside getting paid and that was to finally defeat once and for all this meddlesome Fox and his team. Given that Peppy, one of the veterans from the older generation, had retired it seemed entirely apropos to just give them the whooping that they earned and to instill terror into the heart of whichever newbie would try to fill the hare's shoes.
“It's Star Wolf and his team, everyone evasive maneuver and scramble!” Fox said, his communication being intercepted as Wolf smirked, his one good eye locked entirely on the one who had humiliated him prior. He began to shoot his lasers, Fox doing barrel rolls in order to deflect them yet Wolf was relentless in his own assault. “Don't let them catch us all with a bomb or something similar!”
“You've learned quite a bit, boy...but it won't be enough!” Wolf replied, putting the pressure on with some smack talk as he opened up all communication channels to add more tension to the opposing arwing pilots. “You all know your targets. Don't let them escape or even leave them a moment to think!”
Leon Kowalski would head toward Falco Lombardi, Andrew Oikonny would face Slippy Toad and that left Panther Caroso with whoever would try to foolishly replace Peppy O'Hare. Rumors had it that it was a woman, though no records of any particular flight or combat talent resided, not even a name as this was a mystery. It would have made sense to hire Katt Monroe as she was skilled and it was an open secret that she gravitated toward Falco Lombardi...but one quick look at the scanners and comms indicated that this wasn't her in any way.
“Krystal, you'll have to deal with yours. I leave it up to you!” Fox ordered as Wolf was already hot in pursuit, leaving no chance for the Star Fox commander to give a helping hand to this newbie.
“Do not worry about me. I can handle myself,” this lady responded, a blue and white furred vixen with a lovely complexion, the kind which did not leave Panther indifferent as he himself went dangerously close to his opponent.
“Oh, but perhaps we could always land our arwing and I could handle you myself, my pretty,” Panther replied to that, a suave tone that certainly did nothing to remove the threat of his immediate presence. He almost tackled the one named Krystal, yet she dodged in extremis, which could be very well due to either chance or surprising skills: it was too hard to tell. “Let Panther Caroso convince you to join the winning team, eh?”
“Quit playing with your food, Panther. Let's show them all how Star Wolf does business,” Wolf responded, this ladies man act certainly not helpful in this situation, although it would indeed be a massive blow to Star Fox if they actually did convince their newest member to defect. Perhaps once they were all defeated, he thought, as he kept himself on Fox' trail as the ace pilot certainly did not make things easy. Somersault, sharp turns and feints, all to fend him off yet Wolf was steady and focused, entirely intent on getting the upper hand and concluding their rivalry once and for all. As he did get a lock on his enemy, a sudden shout from the comms startled him as Wolf opened up the channels again. “What now? Can't you handle your target?”
“I'm afraid the lovely Krystal...is too much for me...” Panther admitted as it hadn't even been a minute since the dogfight had begun that one of Star Wolf had fallen. One of Panther's wing had been badly damaged as he needed to evacuate, bits of his arwing actually seen one a nearby asteroid thanks to a quick scan. “I can't fight her...”
Wolf blamed himself for this, thinking that Panther was too new in his team and should have figured that making him fight a woman would be a detriment to his combat skills. Now their advantage was gone as Krystal had somehow managed to luckily fend off her opponent as she went to help the team's mechanic, the incompetent Slippy Toad. “I shook off Panther, Fox. Going to help my teammates now!”
“Message received. I'll go on and join you as soon as I can shake him off,” Fox replied, yet Wolf would not let this momentary distraction cut him off from his own goal. He activated his boosters and kept the pressure on with multiple lasers, shooting asteroids nearby in order to create debris which might blind or redirect Fox to a more opportune position to be shot down.
“Playtime is over, Star Fox,” Wolf added, knowing that psychological warfare could give him an edge as Fox was still young despite his experience. The fact that Krystal was also somewhat precious to him, a possible lover, meant that targeting her might just prove to be the wisest choice to destabilize him. “Andrew, ditch the toad and target this Krystal. We can always go forth and capture this helpless mechanic and you can have him to yourself all you want later.”
“Grrrr...will do, boss,” Andrew responded, obviously displeased yet the hot-headed monkey was still a full-fledged member of Star Wolf, bound to obey the orders of his commanding officer. As Slippy seemed to change his trajectory, Andrew himself got to Krystal and went for a direct confrontation. He went full-speed toward her, feinting for a direct collision only to adjust himself at the last moment while shooting a few lasers. It was a bold move and it did land once on Krystal's ship, lightly damaging it as she did manage to dodge the brunt of the attack nevertheless. “She's an amateur. I can handle her and Toad, no sweat.”
“Hear that, Star Fox? Your newest recruit will be charcoal soon enough,” Wolf went on to cruelly tease as he kept himself near, matching every possible movements no matter what. It was all in the reflexes and in split-second decisions, having studied Fox since then to make sure he'd grab victory.
“W-what's happening?” Andrew said on the comm, seemingly startled by something as Wolf looked toward him for a couple of seconds, seeing nothing out of the ordinary as his trajectory was clear. Andrew was even closing in on this Krystal, a perfect position to shoot a salvo which would blast her ship away to smithereens. “I...I...”
“Focus, Andrew. She's right there! Just shoot her!” Wolf commanded, his tone stern and aggressive yet something was indeed up as Andrew flew erratically, unable to maintain a steady position. Just as he could even drop a bomb and turn this vixen into space dust, he did no such thing, not even a regular laser blast as Slippy made his move and got back to him with a few well-timed and well-placed shots.
“Who's the amateur now?” the toad went on to boast, having indeed defeated his rival as Wolf began to feel the tide turning against him...yet this was not over yet as Leon was still there, the oldest member of the team save for Wolf himself.
“Good job you two. Now go assist Falco, I can handle myself!” Fox responded, his spirits rising as he grew bolder by launching a bomb forward to himself cause debris, masterfully making it so it would obstruct Wolf. His rival had seen harsher environment and dodged it all, yet it was indeed disquieting to see that half of his team had somehow been defeated.
“Don't you dare! Leon's mine!” Falco retorted, his legendary ego making him hard to work with despite his more-than-impressive skills. Lombardi went on to do a double barrel-roll to hide and then make a sharp turn behind one asteroid, only to then try to pursue Leon, yet both pilots came inches near to one another, avoiding a collision that would have proved fatal to them both. “Ugh, this guy's a pain in my neck!”
“We're a team, Falco. Just let me help,” Krystal responded as she went toward his teammate, trying to face off Leon alongside Slippy and Falco. A single disapproving grunt was all that Lombardi replied, too stubborn to officially accept their assistance, yet also not dumb enough to refuse it. Krystal herself came particularly close to the chameleon as Wolf figured that it might be time to assist him or to mayhaps go for a tactical retreat...yet his pride refused to see things that way. “I promise you I'll make sure it's you who'll actually defeat him.”
“Things might turn sour, but I'll still blast you away, Fox. What will your team do without its leader, after all?” Wolf said, still cocky yet not blind to his own predicament. At this point, destroying Fox and fleeing was his best bet as his chances of winning were slim to none. Nevertheless, he wouldn't dare abandon and thus started shooting more aggressively, deciding not to mess with his opponent any longer. “Prepare to die!”
“Wolf, look out, this chick is-” Leon suddenly said on the comms, panicking as something was inherently wrong. As Wolf listened in and tried to piece out what was happening, Leon could only go forth and continue speaking albeit his tone was decidedly...different. “S-so p-pretty...s-s-sexy~”
“What are you talking about Leon?” Wolf shouted, dumbfounded by this calmer and seemingly euphoric voice that Leon sported in the last half. Before he could get any answer Falco suddenly did a somersault as Leon's ship was shot multiple times as Lombardi did not miss him even once. With Leon, Andrew and Panther out of commission, Wolf was on his own as he gritted his teeth and then decided to hit Fox where it hurt: through his teammate. “I'll concede victory to your team...but there are other kind of things I can do to harm you, Fox!”
Wolf conceded his defeat, yet had seen enough of Krystal's skills to know that she wasn't such a good shot, merely some kind of moral balm to the team as Andrew had been actually downed by Slippy, Leon by Falco and Panther had just been distracted. In no conceivable way was she an ace pilot as she even got hit a few times. He only needed to make a pass at her, shoot her a bunch and he'd still have a minor win. He got close to her and then...then he knew what she had actually accomplished.
How she had actually won.
He was no longer in the void of space, dodging asteroids and laser, on the seat of his cockpit. There was a slight kaleidoscope of colors, a mist-like rainbow behind which sent hues of soothing nature as while he did not know what was going on, Wolf was surprisingly unsettled. It was some kind of mental space, his own body weight insignificant as if floating without gravity, yet still held to some semblance of terrain beneath him. It was odd, yet his focus went on to zoom in the moment Krystal appeared...and by god was she gorgeous.
“Do not worry about a single thing and gaze upon me~” she said, her tone soft and gentle as the vixen sported something only see in the classy taverns of exotic worlds: a bedlah. She was dressed like a belly dancer, the colors swirling smoothly behind her as she danced in a way that could only be described as fluid and sultry. Her cleavage, her ensemble, how her midriff and cleavage were there to behold...it was simply delightful to see. “Living always on edge cannot be good for you. Allow me to relieve some of your tension~”
She spoke yet her lips were unmoving, her voice directly echoing through his mind as he unwittingly went on to vault forward, trying to catch a better peek at this beauty. She took one step forward and seemed to grow taller, larger somehow. Yet it made her curves, her smooth midriff, her motions all the more enticing as she rolled her stomach and then went for a quick gyration of her waist before then twisting her hips quickly back and forth.
“You are feeling good, safe and completely removed from any harm or threat~” Krystal continued, her voice so soothing, each syllables bringing comfort and awe to Wolf's mind as it did seem like time had slowed down. He forgot about what happened prior, his own thoughts entirely gravitating over the sumptuous vixen who took one more step forward and seemed to be double his size now, towering over him. “Just watch my dance and think of nothing else but me~”
It felt like a potent suggestion, a capital one to follow as Wolf sighed and felt a pleasant numbness invade him. Watching her was akin to the greatest narcotic as she moved one hand to brush on her lower belly, going on to tease him with her navel and a soft chuckle as she shimmied her hips and right there she took another step and it seemed like her own abdomen was all he could see. It dominated the view, absorbing the hues and mesmerizing him entirely as he almost wanted to vault forward and kiss it, to taste the flesh and light fur...
And then he woke up.
It happened suddenly, the dancing vixen and the calm void of color dissipating to make way for harsh, cold reality as Wolf saw that he was headed straight towards a meteor. In a matter of seconds he knew just how Krystal had defeated Panther and why neither Leon or Andrew had been at their best when she got near. She possessed telepathic talents and had instilled this seductive and hypnotic imagery within their head just like she did with him, rendering them helpless and vulnerable as mere seconds before he'd collide with this obstacle the only thing Wolf could say was this.
“Curse you Kryyyyst-”
And then his ship was banged down considerably, making any fight a completely foolish behavior as Star Fox had managed to win without any casualty, to which Fox could only congratulate them.
“Good job, team! Seems like our first real fight against Star Wolf was a resounding success,” Fox said on the communication channels, relieved that none of his crew had met their demise or been put through the wringer. “Seems like having Krystal along was the right idea after all.”
“Why? She didn't even hit any of them! Panther just destroyed his wing against an asteroid,” Falco responded, ever quick to criticize without completely understanding. “I guess she was good moral support, though.”
“Her help did boost me up, that's for sure!” Slippy added, the kinder one in the group even though he was more than often getting into trouble himself. “I'm glad she was here.”
“Thank you all. Do not worry, Falco, I aim to get much better in no time,” Krystal responded, ever humble while flying close to Fox who was the only one so far to know of the vixen's secret. Sending him a wink, only the fox and his lovely teammate and lover would ever know that today's victory had been made possible mostly due to her, her powers giving them plenty of new strategies and tactics for future encounter. None of them figured that Star Wolf has been decimated, those ruffians ever coming back to deal more mayhem and violence, but they'd think twice before crossing Krystal and belittling her as they'd get another helpful of her magnificence.
And perhaps they'd even do so on purpose next time.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Fox (Other)
Gender Female
Size 959 x 1280px
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