"Girls, I'd like to introduce you to our newest recruit," said the tall, male officer who was introducing me to the newest wing of the military, made to combat the ferocious Space Monsters. It was a team designed for Giant Robot combat against the ferocious creatures that had invaded from space and I was the first male member. As I regarded the two women I would be working with, I felt very smug indeed.
Each girl was wearing her military uniform, with the vehicle they piloted clearly displayed on the left breast. Lady, the pilot of the Green Wasp, was the first to greet me, stepping forwards. She towered over my small stature, at least six feet tall, if not more, and built with a mature, mother's body. When she moved, it was with a slow, natural grace, her immensely broad hips, the widest part of her body, and fat ass serving to slow her down, while her breasts, at least F cups by my judgment, swung back and forth, staining her tiny outfit with milk drops. Her hair and lips were both moss green, her lips shimmering moistly, and her outfit was the same moss green, a very tight leotard, outlining her nipples and camel toe clearly. She wore elbow-length green gloves and thigh-high stockings ending in high heels, her only visible protection being a very light helmet with a pair of antennae emerging from it. Above her ass was a metallic looking stinger, which was the connection point for her cockpit. I smiled at the thought of her receiving feedback from her mecha directly through her ass, I was surprised it didn't get lost.
Lady leaned in close, breathing huskily, and fixed me with deep, dark eyes that gleamed like a predator's. Then she spoke in a thick Russian accent. "Welcome to our team, newbie. You had best not get in my way."
And with those words, she knocked me casually aside, throwing me back several feet with overwhelming strength, my slight body able to do very little against her larger one. She strutted out of the room and, upon recovering my senses, I saw the second pilot smirking down at me.
Duchess was slightly shorter than Lady, but still immense. All the women I had seen here were giantesses, obviously incredibly strong and tall, surely a necessity imposed on them by the strenuous nature of their jobs as pilots. I would have to keep up, for sure. But looking up at Duchess, I wondered if that were possible. Duchess was wearing a blue bikini with metallic highlights, providing armour-plating, patterned after a snake's scales, over her G-cup breasts and fat ass. She was even more overweight than Lady, with bigger hips and a much larger potbelly, something her bikini flaunted rather than hid. Over the clothing she wore a white lab coat, hanging loosely off her silky, broad shoulders, unbuttoned. Red-rimmed glasses were perched on her nose, going nicely with her bright red lips, moist from touching up and fussing over. She had a short hairstyle, her hair a brilliant aquamarine and she wore combat boots and leather gloves. I had heard Duchess was the team's Computers Expert and an unparalleled genius. However smart she was, it was probably much more than myself.
"I find Lady's deductions appropriate... But unnecessary." She leaned in closer, her eyes hooding, her mouth slackening in a mocking fashion. She adjusted her glasses and said in a sing-song voice, "I'd estimate a worm like you won't survive your first mission."
The Commander smiled as they left. "Don't let it get to you, kid. I'd say it'll get easier to deal with them over time, but the truth is that they're like that with everyone... It's how they show affection," he said, sounding a little unsure of himself. He winced as Duchess shot him a furious glare, looking down, unable to meet her eyes.
"But that's irrelevant right now, we need to..." Suddenly, he paused as a warning alarm began to sound. "What? We're under attack already?"
He looked down at me. "Well, looks like we'll be testing your skills sooner than you think!" And with that, my career began.
We arrived just in time to find the Space Monster was in full swing, destroying the local Downtown, kicking over skyscrapers and pulverizing bridges as if they were tissue. It was a quadruped, resembling an armour-plated shark more than anything else and about two hundred feet long. As I maneuvered my vehicle, Red Giant, through the city to counteract it, Green Wasp sailed overhead, beating its immense, almost transparent wings and firing its thrusters. Moments later I saw Blue Snake slithering along parallel to me through, buzzing through traffic, swinging this way and that.
Lady got to the beast first and brought her missiles online, firing three barrages at the thing's armour-plated hide. I watched in silent awe as the blasts spattered along its spine, seeming to do nothing more than anger the terrible beast. It swung its enormous tail around in a wide arc, crashing the pronged end against a skyscraper and threatening to topple it. My eyes flickered to the path of the teetering skyscraper and I saw Duchess was coiling Blue Snake around the base, attempting to right it. I immediately revved Red Giant's engine, acting on instinct, and leapt across the city, landing on the freeway. The impact of my mecha's weight cracked and broke the bitumen before I was off in the air again. I skidded alongside Blue Snake and moved forward to help her when Duchess's voice crackled over the radio.
"What do you think you're doing, you disgusting little maggot?" she growled at me. Her serpentine robot was struggling against the weight of the skyscraper as I faltered, my advance stopping.
