Authors note - Featuring alien on anthro sex, with futa on female, with a minor cumflation ending, this story is not canon to Heavy Weapons but does feature a canon location and character - ENJOY!
WELCOME TO BRIMSTONE BAY!
Bright neon lights stretched out into the distance as far as the eye could see, a labyrinth of clubs, shops and bars laid out on jet black granite. Twinkling signs, the sound of clinking glasses, laughing, kissing, moaning...
Several heavily armoured guards patrolled the main roads either side of the glorious bay, there to keep the peace. Those who broke the bays rules would be ejected without mercy. No littering, no public fucking, no fighting or drug use. The bay's image was top priority and it was no surprise- It worked.
The clubs on the bay front had a premium price, their walkways were often solid metal, bright red and amber lights shining from underneath, the soft pounding of bass and stab of synths from within would leak out momentarily as new guests would arrive, joining the serpentine queues that stretched deep into the bay.
But for many, the clubs were only a distraction. The bay was the main attraction.
They would stride out onto that perfect black sand, warm and soft under foot and kept immaculately clean, the odd diamond grain distributed perfectly through-out the midnight sand glimmered with perfect clarity and every handful of sand was like holding a cup full of the night sky. Crystal water lapped at the sand and bay walls, gentle, crisp and refreshing. The sun hung crooked in the sky, never fully rising or setting, kept in a limbo of dusk and dawn. The dawn time was a embracing, warm amber, casting great beams of light through the fluffy clouds. Dusk time was a serene medley of hazy red and calming lilac, forming beautiful intricate patterns in the sky.
To stand at the mouth of the bay and watch over the obsidian sands, colour saturated sky and endless ocean was nothing short of absolutely breathtaking, no matter dusk or dawn.
This was no family location though, Brimstone Bay was built for those of any background to come and let loose. Although public acts of deviousness would not be tolerated, the many thousands of hotels, clubs and bars were built to foster it. Those wanting to get their rocks off in the bay would only be a short walk away from it...
But Sadie wasn't after any old club... She wanted the best that Brimstone Bay had to offer. She was here for an experience, her gut had told her to come here, something was calling her. Someone wanted her, she knew it. Her distinctive white eyes caught sight of the place.
SOULPHUR
A great, towering monolith of a building, stabbing into the skyline like an obsidian cutlass. Tinted windows, sharp steel and glimmering signs made up the bulk of the blade like design, above the main entrance, a series of black and silver pillars stood like the spokes of a crown, with each of them having a great, eye-like blood orange orb at its very tip.
The huge neon sign shifted from demon red to heretic purple, written like a statement to the universe- A warning as much as it was an advertisement. Its doors were taller and wider than the others on the bay, made for accommodating Striders who were a rare sight in general. As it was bay front, it used an air-lock like approach to the doors, to prevent its thumping bass from disturbing the beach, but it could be felt underfoot as you approached, even through heavy boots.
Approaching SOULPHUR had Sadie trembling with excitement. She was a strider class dragoness, 8,5ft tall with brilliant white skin, an over curvaceous figure that was barely contained within her black, skin tight and buckled outfit, caught somewhere between a dress and trench coat. Her boots clopped on the floor as she strode forward, towering above the rest of the queue, her abundance of breast acting like a social plough, shunting people away from her as they afraid of getting smacked by the behemoth things.
Her ears twitched, long and bat-like with wisps of soft black fur on their very tips, similar to the long black hair that reached down her back and often tickled her between the shoulder blades, she could feel the music from within, almost like it was talking to her, urging her to come closer. She had felt the pull of the bay from sectors away but here, it was intense, it had deep hooks that clawed at her desires and needs.
The queue moved quickly under the hazy lilac glow of the sky, to her concern though, all of them were turned away. From a circular, bunker-like opening on the ceiling on the entrance, an armoured camera would scan the potential customer before flashing red as their entry was denied.
No one knew exactly what the entry requirement was, gossip was rich in the queue, everyone had their ideas. Each new hopeful would walk up, wait a second and turn away, hopes dashed.
Some would flex their muscles, others would bat their eye lashes and playfully pluck a button or two on their silken shirts, a few would pull out a fat handful of cash and wave it at the camera but all met the same red rejection.
The chatter of the queue were drowned out by the whispers of SOULPHUR, she swore the orbs above the entrance turned to face her, but a second look confirmed they hadn't changed position at all.
But Sadie felt like she'd been chosen already, something in her gut urged her on towards the grand entrance.
But maybe that was just what SOULPHUR did?
Her thoughts shifted, in the blink of an eye, she was at the entrance.
The camera popped out of its armoured slot and lined her up within its lens.
A small, toothy grin washed over Sadie's face as she stared into the jet black optics.
The camera flashed green, the tinted glass ahead of her changed shade as well, a green hue filling the doors and they slowly parted with a quiet hiss. Behind her, the queue went deathly silent in anticipation, their jaws dropping as, finally, someone got into SOULPHUR.
Sadie stepped forward, the fresh air of the bay mixed with humid spice of SOULPHUR's interior, in the airlock, she felt the pulse of loud music more cleanly, vibrating through her toes in an almost teasing fashion.
The door closed behind her and the innards of SOULPHUR revealed themselves in their mystical glory.
In front, a single pole stood from floor to impressively tall ceiling on a stage, glossy and smooth. The walls and floors were a deep reflective black, with an impressive use of back lighting to produce an intoxicating cocktail of sweeping colours. Several large booths and seating areas lined the room, with a large bar across across one wall, all lit up and decorated as the rest was.
Around the grand room, laid a small number of completely incapacitated guests, lain slumped over booths, chairs and furniture. They were naked, slathered in warm looking orange slime and all struggling to get their breath back. None of them spoke or even turned to face her as she entered, they were all too preoccupied with recovering from... whatever happened to them.
The pulse of the music and the smell hit Sadie like a wall, her body felt warm and fuzzy, the bass buzzed deeply within her chest and the spice in the air filled her lungs like a hug from the inside.
At the impressive looking bar, a single drone bartender stood, but he simply pointed across the room as Sadie looked over, towards a massive onyx set of carved double doors, just aside from the stripper pole.
She wasted no time and strode across the room, feeling warmth build across her body and within her loins.
She knew she was wanted.
Her journey led her up a set of intimidating stairs lit by hanging lanterns, each step was black and smooth and more importantly, Strider sized. A roamer would have struggled to ascend but a Critter would have had to have clambered like it was an assault course. It posed yet more questions in her mind but she pressed forward and it revealed another impressively large space, this one a little darker than the main room. Directly ahead, leaning on a huge desk, stood a ruby red figure, the same height as Sadie and staring at her with wicked eyes.
She was an impressive looking creature, fiery eyes, black sclera and a eruption of blood red jelly dreadlocks from the back of her head. Perfectly glossy skin reflected the light around her in shimmering, brilliant fashion. Her body was thick, strong and plump, with huge breasts and hips, contained neatly within a gothic and intimidating suit, clinging closely to her form. Like a ruby in an inferno, she stood smouldering and strong. Around her forehead, a crown of ashen carapace framed her face, curving and sharp.
The walls of the room were electronic displays and initially, they danced with simulated flames but suddenly darkened to nothing, leaving just the piercing glare of the one other occupant visible. Her pupils had a brilliant white halo lining them, it was like two burning stars staring at you across the room.
"Good evening, traveller" She called out, flicking her hand out, flame erupting over it and coating her glistening skin. "Welcome to my playground. I sense a hunger within you."
"You sensed correctly." Sadie grinned. "Do you have a menu I could browse or a list of activities I could partake in?" Her words were accompanied by a cheeky twist of her hips.
"Mhm." The figure laughed and slowly strode forward. "You're playful. I like that."
Sadie's tongue poked between the white lips of her muzzle and she noticed a distinct, heavy looking bulge on the figures pelvis, pressing tightly against the latex-like fabric of her outfit. The rumble of the speakers was muffled in this room, but still buzzed through Sadie's body in a tantalizing fashion, almost like the bass was trying to undress her.
"Let's go over this quickly so the fun can begin. SOULPHUR is not a club, it is my private estate. You have been allowed entry because I want to fuck you. My name is Moltezz but you will not utter it to anyone outside of this building, if anyone asks what the inside of SOULPHUR is like, you will tell them that they must come to experience it themselves and not a single word more."
Moltezz stood a few feet in front of Sadie, only lit up by the flames dancing over her hand.
"If you agree to those terms, and agree to be my toy, your-body-my-bread for the next few days, you may stay and enjoy free drinks, food and a rest at the bar before you depart."
