Catch All The Girlfriends!

by K J Harlow

  “Tell me about the gun.”

  “The gun.” Ivan echoed. He shook his head slowly and chuckled. “That… is no ordinary gun. That is the first prototype of the Master Blaster 1000. Team Boom had only created four or five and they gave one of them to me. Me!”

  “What does it do?”

  “It blasts girlfriends, isn’t that obvious from the name? Actually no forgive me.” Ivan cleared his throat. “It utilizes ring technology to capture wild girlfriends without having to weaken them. Just squeeze the trigger and…” he made a gun with his finger, pointed it at Kolevski and fired it. “Instant capture.”

  “Instant capture?” the bald man probed.

  Ivan nodded slowly then paused. “I lie. It’s not 100 percent effective. One girlfriend out of maybe 1,000 gets away. Doesn’t work on stronger girlfriends either. Side effect also seems to be short-term memory loss as well as forgetting their moves.”

  The door open and closed behind Yoshi.

  “You’re right about your guy. Ivan can’t stop talk–” Arms wrapped just below his ribcage and a head lay on his back. He relaxed as soon as he realized who it was. “You’re not meant to be back until the morning.”

  “It is morning,” Serenette said quietly. Yoshi smiled, cupping her hands with his. Ivan was leering through the one-way mirror again and his smile faded.

  “It apparently also doesn’t work on girlfriends that have already been captured. That should be fixed up in the newer model.” He said, sounding more so like he was trying to reassure himself.

  “He shot me,” Serenette said. Her breasts pressed against his back as she exhaled the tension from her shoulders. “My sisters were trying to help me get away. After he got them, he came after me. I remember feeling a shock go through my body then feeling… like a piece of me got lost. I only just found it again.”

  Yoshi squeezed her hand reassuringly and didn’t say a word.

  “What happens to the girlfriends inside the gun?”

  “The Master Blaster 1000,” Ivan corrected. Kolevski said nothing. “They stay inside there, probably to rot forever. That or they would be put on the slaves’ market, sold to the highest bidder?” He shrugged.

  “I digress. So I’d been purging the star-kin for several weeks and was going in for the final time. Every other time, they barely put up a fight. I was assigned a Boom team to lead and they sacrificed their girlfriends for me. You know, cuz I’m hot shit.” He winked at the unsmiling bald man.

  “Then what do you know, Novaria herself makes a grand appearance. I’d seen a handful of Serenettes up until that point, but only one star empress. So I did what any Frank-fearing man would do in that situation: I hid.

  “She was soooo OP man! You should have seen the things she did to my lackeys! If you look up ‘eviscerate’ in the dictionary, you’ll see a picture of her next to it. Anywho, I had well and truly crapped my pants at that point and wanted to get the hell out of there. Lucky I decided to run after I saw her annihilate the first guy.

  “I ditched the Master Blaster 1000 because if she saw it on me, she’d pull my guts out of my ass too. Almost made it all the way out but it was like Novaria raised the alarm in the Caverns. All the wild girlfriends I saw were tough as fuck and whooped mine.

  “All I could do was play dead and hope the wild ones didn’t see me breathing while I kept crawling back towards Onyx. Then because I’m moving so slow, Novaria does catch up to me. She sees through my ruse. Just before she splits my skull, I start charming her in Celeste-Starrish. Hio bebo, eri yua thi muun biceasi thet ess os foni.”

  Starry shivered. Yoshi gently pulled apart her hands and tugged her to the front. She buried her head into his shoulder and pressed herself along the length of his body.

  “So then I began operation interstellar sexy time. It was a marathon session, but hey beats being dead. I can tick fucking an alien off my bucket list now.”

  The door opened and closed behind Yoshi. Chernoire walked up and stood next to him. She passed a cursory glance at Starry but said nothing.

  “You’re right about your guy. Ivan can’t stop talking.” Yoshi’s second attempt still failed epically, mainly because Ivan had just stopped talking.

  Kolevski was leaning back in his chair, staring at a point on the ceiling, lost in thought.

  “I was a cum dispenser for hours, days even.” Ivan said hollowly. “Just when I thought I was done for, Yoshi came to save the day.” This time, he didn’t look towards Yoshi. He mirrored his interrogator, eyes glazing over as he casted his mind back.

  “Turns out that Poke had sent him on the SOS mission to give me the toolkit I requested. I didn’t think I would actually ever receive it, so to see him pull it out of his bag was a nice surprise. He doesn’t only pull that out. He’s also brought back the Master Blaster that I ditched, as well as my lab coat.” He shook his head. “Some of those Team Boom grunts are thicker than the thighs on a level 100 Janette.”

  Yoshi narrowed his eyes. So he was telling the truth about that.

  “I used the toolkit to fix my recorder, then when he was bizay with the bat girls, used it to fix the gun. I knew the Grand Stone was just half an hour away by foot so I ditched him, taking care of wild girlfriends with the Master Blaster along the way.”

  His manic smile plummeted off a cliff. “Mr. Sanchez said that if I took care of him, he would make sure I got what I deserved.” He refocused on Kolevski, who was starting to straighten his papers. “I don’t deserve this. Why should the ambitious be punished?”

  Ivan abruptly stood up, his chair clattering to the floor. He swept across the room and slammed his hands on the one-way mirror.

  “Mr. Sanchez, where are you? I did everything you told me to.” Starry stirred and Yoshi tightened her arm around her. “You can’t let them keep me here!” He slammed his fists on the glass and it shuddered. Kolevski stood up and motioned to Chernoire, dragging a finger across his neck. The mirror became opaque but the audio stayed on.

  “You can’t do this to me!” Ivan screamed. “I’m going to be the greatest trainer who ever lived!”

  “What are you going to do with him?”

  Ivan was being escorted down the hall by two Chernoires. “Take him back to Amethyst,” Kolevski said, turning to look at him. “See if we can get anything else out of him.”

  “You were pretty good in there,” Yoshi said.

  The large, bald man was expressionless. “It’s my job.”

  The awkward silence weighed twice as much around him.

  “Are you going back to the capital straight away?” Starry asked.

  He moved his head slightly, which might have been a shake.

  “No. I need to speak with the mayor of Sapphire.”

  An old memory from the 37 resurfaced:

  You didn’t hear it from me, but I reckon someone paid hush money to the mayor of Sapphire so that the top dogs in Amethyst would never hear about it.

  Yoshi stuffed the memory back where it came from just as the interrogator turned his attention back to him. His slate-gray eyes burrowed through his and sifted through his thoughts one by one.

  “What about the Grand Stone?” Yoshi asked loudly, glancing over the bald man’s shoulder.

  “What about it?”

  “What’s going to happen to it?”

  This time, a single, firm shake of the head. “I do not know. You will have to excuse me.” He put his FESS cap on. “I have a report to write.”

  40

  How’s The Serenette?

  I wanna be the very best, like no-one–

  Ugh stop it. It was the eighth call in the last few hours – and it had only just hit 7 am. He turned back and nestled his nose in Serenette’s cool, dark hair. Light was starting to shine through the edges of the drawn curtains.

  “Why don’t you answer them?” Starry asked softly.

  Yoshi propped himself up on one elbow. “You’re not asleep?”

  She turned to face him, clutching the bed sheet to
her collarbone. She shook her head, cheeks splashing in her pools of midnight locks splayed out onto the pillow.

  “I don’t answer the calls because I know who’s calling – and I know what he’s going to say,” Yoshi said, dropping his head onto the pillow again.

  She mirrored her trainer, propping herself up on her elbow.

  Yoshi clasped his hands in front, on top of the sheets. “It’s Professor Poke. He’s calling to – take you back.”

  The star maiden’s dark eyes melded with the fading darkness. “Because I was never yours,” she said. Yoshi winced, the words scalding his tongue. Why did the truth hurt so much?

  “Starry, I need to make a confession,” he exhaled. Here goes nothing. “From the moment I laid eyes on you, I only had one thing in mind: to have sex with you.” There it was, out in the open, as ugly as his shrivelled-up wiener chilling on his ball sack under the blanket.

  “I made myself out to be all noble and everything by telling you that my focus was making sure you learned an offensive move. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if it was possible or not. Every time you levelled up, I got my hopes up. I was ready to give up on you by the time I called you out to fight against Ivan.”

  His heart was beating so loudly in his head, Yoshi could have sworn it had climbed out of his ribs and into his skull.

  “You didn’t though, in the end,” she said. “That gunshot might not have only wiped my memory and made me forget my move. It could have also placed a block on my ability to learn more moves. If I hadn’t used the Grand Stone Shard, I might not have been able to gain the levels I needed to evolve and learn Siren Song.”

  Her words were a comforting balm but it didn’t purge all the guilt from his soul. “What did you pray for?”

  She went quiet and looked at the door directly in front of them. The light in the room illuminated the gold stars on her cheeks. “I wished for the ability to protect you.” She looked back at him. “I got what I wanted.”

  Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!

  He silenced his phone again.

  “What are we doing here, Yoshi?”

  “We’re resting, well, meant to be resting,” he answered. Serenette raised an eyebrow. “OK, we’re here because I want to have sex with you before I give you back to Professor Poke.”

  “So why aren’t we doing that?” The sheet dropped. Even after levelling up, Starry’s breasts were still modest. Bigger than Suzy’s but smaller than Flick’s. Her nipples were erect in the morning chill, dark areolas the size of small buttons. She shifted closer to Yoshi, sliding a hand down his chest until his soft cock was in her palm.

  “I… can’t…” Yoshi stammered. Even as she slowly massaged it, it wasn’t responding.

  Withdrawing her hand, she moved again until she was lying on top of him, ear to his chest. “Do you remember what you did when we first faced Soph?” There was a scream outside like someone was causing a commotion, seven floors down.

  “She used Bird Run on me.”

  “Mm-hmm. What was going through your mind at that point in time?”

  Yoshi closed his eyes. “‘I have to protect her.’”

  “And that was how soon after we left Topaz?” He didn’t respond. Starry propped herself up, elbows either side of his chest. Her face was inches away from his. A shooting star no bigger than a fleck of dust flew across the iris of her right eye. “It doesn’t matter what you think, all that matters is what you do.”

  Starry used Gaze!

  “Hey, what’re you…?”

  She laid a finger on his lips. Lethargy began to seep through his skin, drenching him from head to toe.

  “Ssshhh…”

  Starry used Gaze!

  The tiredness now intertwined among each fiber of muscle, diving deeper and massaging them. His body started tingling as he became aware of the blood rushing through his veins and arteries.

  Starry used Gaze!

  What are you doing to me? He was so relaxed he had temporarily forgotten how to talk. She pressed her lips to his, exploring his slack mouth with her tongue. Every blood cell in his body seemed to pause, then charge to his nether regions like getting a hard-on meant life or death.

  “Ooooh,” she cooed. She wriggled, sandwiching his wiener between their bellies.

  “Starry…”

  “When we first arrived in Onyx, you had a dream about me.”

  Yoshi was lost in a haze of lust. Mischief and witchery danced in her eyes. “Mmhmm.”

  “What happened in the dream?” Her voice came from another planet. Maybe her’s.

  “We were at home. You were dressed in a…” he frowned. “…a maid’s outfit.”

  She giggled. “A maid’s outfit?”

  “Mm-hmm. You were giving me… head.”

  “Really? I’ve never given head before.”

  “You were really good.”

  She bit her lip. Rolling off to the side, she slid down his body. Her hair brushed over his stomach and he twitched involuntarily. Yoshi lifted up the blanket to see her gripping his penis at the base, grinning up at him. She laid it against her cheek.

  “Don’t watch me, I’m shy.”

  “You said the same thing in my dream.” She let go, resting her hand on his thigh and Yoshi immediately dropped the blanket. “OK, OK, no peeking.” Her fingers tentatively crawled back up towards his crotch, encircling his meat again.

  He tried his best to activate x-ray powers, but he settled with watching the bump between his legs that was Serenette’s head. She rubbed her hand up and down his shaft, slowly at first, before picking up her pace. He could feel her staring at his penis, as if wondering the best way to approach it.

  He deflated his lungs of the breath he was holding and looked up at the ceiling. If this was going to be the last memory he had of her, he didn’t want to ruin it. Whatever she wanted to do, he should let her do it. Her hand stopped pumping again.

  “Starry…?” She cranked his shaft towards her. “Aaahhh…”

  There it was, her mouth. With no hesitation, she had taken his knob inside. She held it in there, not bobbing her head but sucking on it. She seemed to instinctively know to widen her mouth just enough so that her teeth wouldn’t chafe against him. Her tongue ran over and over the head and Yoshi bucked.

  “Oh my Frank!” He groaned, gripping the sheets.

  She hummed appreciatively, her vibrations sending more tingles through his privates. Spurred on, she tested the waters. Inch by inch, she moved him deep and deeper into her mouth. Yoshi banished thoughts of Suzy’s deep-throat prowess out of his mind. This was about one girl and one girl only right now. He bucked up and Starry threw her head up, tossing the blanket off, coughing and spluttering.

  “Oh shit! Sorry, sorry, sorry!” Yoshi apologized. “I didn’t mean to stab you in the throat.” Yoshi felt his eyes being pulled to her breasts but he forced himself to focus on her face until she collected herself.

  “That’s OK,” she squeaked. “I’m glad it felt so good.” Sitting on her haunches, she looked like a sexy, naked, alien cat. It didn’t take long for Yoshi’s pole to reach maximum hardness again.

  “Wait, what are you–?”

  Serenette crawled forwards, dragging the tip of his member across her stomach. Straddling her trainer, she settled herself over his stomach. Her pinkness was warm and moist as she shuffled back. Yoshi’s Johnson was now curved right up against her lower back.

  She leaned forward, enveloping her arms around his neck. She kissed him, soft and deep, her hair enclosing them in a cage of passion. She pulled one hand from underneath his neck and reached behind her, locating his twitching shaft. Staring into her eyes, Yoshi saw – felt – the exact moment that she slid herself around him. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes as she walked the tightrope of pain and pleasure.

  “Starry…”

  She sat up, pressing her hands into his chest and driving Yoshi all the way down to the hilt into her. An inadvertent squeak of pleasure escaped her lips, followed by a sh
uddering breath. She rose and inhaled, fell and exhaled, exploring every inch of his manhood, molding it to her walls.

  Then she began to pump. Yoshi shifted his position so as to get that extra fraction of an inch of depth. His girlfriend’s vagina pulsed in response and she threw her head back.

  For the next 10 minutes, he watched Starry work out on top of him. A shard of sunlight speared across the room, illuminating her and the thin sheen of sweat covering her shoulders.

  “Yoshi, I’m…” she drove herself down again, mouth opening in silent ecstasy. Goosebumps rose all along her arms as she dug her fingernails into his chest. Yoshi pushed himself up and embraced his interstellar-type, rocking her as the amplifications of her orgasm subsided. Spent, she dropped her head onto his shoulder.

  “You haven’t finished yet,” she mumbled.

  Yoshi smiled. “Do you want me to finish?” She nodded into his neck.

  “Eeek!” Yoshi flipped her onto her back and gripped her wrists. For a fraction of a second, there was fear in her eyes. “Come inside me.”

  That was all Yoshi needed to hear. He lined himself up with her and drove into her. She cried out and opened her legs up, inviting her trainer to keep going. So he did, over and over.

  “Starry…” he panted. Her eyes were closed as she did her best to suppress her moans. The point of no return was just ahead and he was sprinting towards it. “Starry…” Any moment now…

  He leaped… and drove himself into her for the very last time. Shot after shot spurted out, coating her walls. He collapsed onto her and time started ticking again.

  I wanna be, the very best, like no one ever was…

  Yoshi sighed. He rolled off his girlfriend, flung his hand out and slapped it onto the phone.

  “Yoshi speaking.”

  “Finally!” Professor Poke said. “Why weren’t you picking up my calls?”

  “I came out of the Celeste Caverns not too long ago.” He lay on his back and looked up at the ceiling. “It was an ordeal.”