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Beach Landing Massacre!

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Haha, I hope these aren't getting boring! I just can't help but write scenarios using Raul's troopers.

This one is gonna have a part 2 as well I think! There's a secondary force of scuba-troopers waiting to use the main landing as a distraction while they sneak up a nearby cliff, and I feel it's in everyone's best interest that I have them do that. :)

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There was no feeling like it.

 

My belly is in knots. I’m scared. I’m excited. I’m horny as fuck. I’m about to die.

The soft roll of the small ship I’m on, as waves lap against its bow, is soothing and nauseating at the same time. Around me my sisters are bunched together; we’ve been packed like sardines in the small naval landing-craft, and the sound of gunfire was getting closer. The large exit ramp blocks our view though; all we can feel is the gentle spray of misting water that sneaks over the edge of the ship.

 My body is squeezed between a blonde and brunette, our thin uniforms doing little to minimize the sensation of warm flesh pressed against our nearly naked bodies. My white panties are already damp at the crotch, and I’m blushing even as I try hard to hide any emotion on my face. A few roaming hands had been quickly stamped out by our sergeant, S67 looming over us as she stands on a mid-height platform.

 

“Remember, sluts. Your job is to distract those rebel bitches while the other divisions flank them. If you run out of ammo, don’t let them know, just keep firing! We want them thinking you’re a threat! We’ll take the beach as best we can, but your job is to be a target, not a hero!”

 

I swallow nervously. That knot in my belly tightens at the sergeant’s reminder. My hand slides over my own bare belly, as though checking for any lumps that knot might be forming. I feel another hand slide over my ass and I bite my lip as the casual fingers of one of my fellow troopers takes out some of her anxiousness by teasing me with gentle strokes. S67 ruins the moment by bellowing out a final warning.

 

“Here we go! Get in that water and take that beach, you slugs!”

 

 I tighten my grip on my blaster, shaking as I do. The ramp drops, and immediately I’m dumbstruck by the scene.

 

Lasers fired from a trio of large needle-like towers spray over the purple sand of the beach. The front line of girls in my boat soak it up like sponges, blood puffing out behind them as their bodies writhe on their feet.

 

“GYAAAAAH!” “AIIIIIIE!” “UWAAAAAA!”

 

Frantic deathcries fill the air as the first of my sisters are fried right in front of me! Smoke curls from the laser wounds, and the troopers behind them simply push the still screaming girls out of the way. We’re still nearly chest deep in the water, large metal spiked devices preventing any boats from getting any closer. As the dying troopers are pushed away, their bodies fall from the craft and hit the water with varying degrees of grace.

A redhead falls to her knees as she clutches desperately at her throat as she gurgles out a final moaning cry. Blood trickles from her lips, and gushes from her pierced neck. Her thighs spread, she’s still cumming when she’s shoved forward and left to roll down the ramp, disappearing into the water only to bob back to the surface--dead now--and float face-down in it.

The brunette beside me takes a shot directly between her eyes. She’s as grim-faced and determined as I am one second, and the next she’s gasping and drooling. The black hole scorched into her forehead smokes as she burbles out a nonsense syllable and falls away from me, her eyes crossing as she crashes to the deck of the ship. Her body jerks twice, one knee spasming slightly as her pussy gushes into her white panties, soaking them right through as her tongue falls limply to lay against her cheek. The surviving troopers step over her without a second glance.

“MOVE OUT OR I’LL SHOOT YOU MYSELF!”

I move. I step over the body of a blonde who’s laying half-in and half-out of the ship’s exit ramp. The lasers being fired down on us are growing fewer as other landing craft pull up as closely to the shore as they dare, and as I jump into the water, more of my sisters join me safely. The water is already red with blood, but it’s cold and my nipples harden to what feels like a sharp point. They jab into my black uniform top and my breasts ache with the goosebumps running wild on them. Water laps against my nipples, but I can’t do anything about it yet. With both hands holding my blaster above my head, I trudge towards the shore.

I nudge my way past the floating corpse of a blonde. Her hair pulled back into pigtails, they dangle soggily into the water now beneath her. Her eyes are wide, the water-cleaned laser holes in her chest and belly hard to miss.

We’re still sitting ducks though! My breath catches as lasers zip by my head. I can hear them sizzle as they burn their way into the water before dissipating. Occasionally one strikes one of my sisters. Ahead of me a short-haired redhead grunts out as she’s struck cleanly between her large tits. Her body arches back as she screams out towards the sky, her breasts pressing outwards and jostling as the laser blast tears open her uniform. “GRAAAAAAAAH!” She falls backwards into the water, but re-appears seconds later, floating face-up with her bare tits jutting up from the water. Her mouth is open and I know it’s only a matter of time before she fills up with enough water to sink; I can’t even rub myself as I move past her.

A trio of girls get hit with one sweep of laser fire. They’re only waist-deep in the water when they’re struck. With droplets falling from their drenched bodies, they thrash and cry out. One drops her blaster and grabs for her modest breasts even as her nose wrinkles almost cutely in sublime agony. Her brown hair is long, but most of it is wet against her back. I can see the water dribbling down it even as her ass clenches beneath the water. She cums hard and crashes into the rolling tide with a sense of finality that has me trembling. Her two friends go down just as unceremoniously. One gurgles and claws at the smoking hole in her belly, and the other seems to fall to her knees before simply being washed off of them by a crashing wave. More food for the crabs and fish.

I’m waist deep now. My body is freezing as it’s nipped at by air that seems all the cooler because of how wet I am. Each step is easier, however, and soon I’m able to jog. More girls surround me. Ahead, several have taken cover behind dunes of strange, alien sand. A raven-haired girl, short and slim, lets out a shriek as she’s cut down and crashes into the tide-soaked sand. Her body bucks and she arches her back from the ground, thrusting her tits upwards as she howls out in pain. I jump over her and keep running!

I’m free of the water. Somehow, I’d made it this far! I dive behind a dune, catching my breath with three other troopers as lasers fly over our heads. Rolling onto my back I’m far too caught up in the scene before me to notice how tightly my drenched panties clung to my skin now, or the sand sticking to my bare, water-dappled skin. I sneak a little grind of my palm between my thighs. The path from the ship is littered with bodies. They lap against the sands as waves drag them out, only to propel them forward again. They float in the deeper water, bodies pierced by lasers and now left to be washed out to sea. Dead eyes stare at nothing in particular, and wet hair is plastered to clammy foreheads as young flesh becomes a feast for the carrion eaters.

“We need to keep moving, T55.” It’s the trooper beside me. Her bangs are swept to the side and held by a hairclip, and the desperate brown eyes beneath them hold my attention. She’s just as soaked as I am, and I can see the pink flesh of her ass through the clinging fabric of her wet panties.

“Ok, let’s go then” I answer breathlessly. S67 was either dead or somewhere else on the beach by now, but I didn’t want a laser to the back for lolligagging either. The brunette nods, T44 emblazoned on her shoulder. I start to crawl up the dune with her, but the over-eager trooper rises too soon and is immediately pounded by lasers. Sitting on her knees to peer over the top of the dune, her whole body is flung backwards as a trio of shots spear through her. Blood spurts across the sand as she shrieks and tumbles back down it to lay at its base. Her body twitches, legs spread and eyes wide in surprise even when she dies. Her head rolls slightly to the side, and her hips spasm of their own accord as her final seconds are filled with the feeling of creaming her own panties. Her hairclip loosened by the fall, her meticulously positioned bangs fall to cover one of her eyes; she doesn’t seem to mind.

I can’t help but feel a trembling orgasm ripple through me. It’s a small one, and it only seems to heighten my need as I gasp out in a series of poorly concealed, heated breaths. If I’d sat up first, that’d be me! I grit my teeth and roll onto my belly, slithering the last few inches to the top of the dune. My pussy is on fire with need, my heart racing in thick, heavy gallops that made it hard for me to focus. I lift my weapon as a matter of training and fire towards the towers. I can’t imagine I’ll hit anything, but I was to provide a distraction…

Girls all across the beach do the same. The slain troopers rest silently in the water and sand, and still the deathscreams keep coming. One long-haired redhead tries to charge over the dune her group had hidden behind. She makes it three steps before four shots tear open her belly.

“HGYAIIIIEEEEEE” The throaty scream continues as she’s thrown back towards her side of the dune, rolling down to lay amongst the troopers still taking cover. With her legs pointed back towards the top of the dune, the redhead’s blood trickles across her sand-pebbled chest as her mouth opens and closes, eyes half-lidded. Finally, her chest stops entirely, her sopping panties growing a little wetter as she becomes a hunk of meat.

Troopers continue to try the same thing, however. A blonde near me falls backwards with a shriek as she’s cut down like wheat. I watch her tumble and fall down the dune, knowing we were all going to have to push forward if this was going to work. The blonde falls into the growing pile of bodies at the bottom of the dune. It was a tangled mess of blood, wet skin, limp limbs, and cum-dampened panties. Six or seven troopers made up the mass of it, though several others lay on the periphery… any girl that fell on the dune, would end up there.

“MOVE IT, BITCHES! WE AREN’T PAYING YOU TO LAY AROUND ON YOUR BACK!”

It was S67! She’s crawling up the dune, ignoring the bodies of her slain troopers, except to avoid a young looking brunette as she rolled down the dune in a ball of limbs and screaming. None of us move at first, either too surprised to follow the order immediately, or too horny to look away from those brave enough to move over the top.

S67 doesn’t miss a beat. Her pistol is in her hands and she blasts a hole in the back of a brunette, her hair pulled up into a bun-braid. The girl doesn’t even know what’d killed her! Laying belly-down to watch over the top of the dune, the trooper’s body buckles at the lasers driving into it. Her face falls flat into the sand as her fingers curl desperately into it. I can see her ass clenching and relaxing in her partially air-dried white panties. The fabric ripples as her body spasms in its final seconds, and the sand directly beneath her crotch begins to darken as her pussy gushes in one final, desperate climax.

“DISPOSED OF FOR INSUBORDINATION” S67 cries out so everyone can hear her, “WHO’S NEXT?”

Nobody hesitates now. We all push forward!

The world becomes a rain of lasers, defiant shouts, and pitiful screams. All of us are charging and firing, ignoring as our sisters drop around us.

My feet slide in the sandy top, and I nearly fall even as lasers cut down a tall blonde two girls down the line from me. She falls out of the line and is gone, forgotten, the rest of us expecting to feel the same hot bubble of agony that had marred her final seconds of life.

I don’t have to wait long. I’m half-way down the dune when I learn what it’s like to have a laser shred your body. Two strike me in the chest, the third just above my navel. I’m stopped dead in my tracks! The girls to either side of me continue to run forward, my eyes following them even as my mouth works uselessly to make a sound. There’s no air in my lungs as I fall to my knees. My panties tremble and ripple with the impact of the drop, and my eyes are rolling as I feel my shock-buffered nerves finally begin to shout in pain. I catch the beginning of a breath, only to release it in a dire deathcry.

 

“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!” The scream rings in my own ears, hearing every shred of despair in it, I was toast. My muscles give out and I plunge forward. A pile was already forming on this side of the dune as well, and as I fall in a spray of sand and kicking legs, I hit it facedown, my lowerbody arched back by the rise of the dune. My face is a few inches from the sweat-glistening belly of another girl, her eyes already glassy and dead. Another girl’s boots point up against my belly, squeezing more blood from me and heightening the mind-shattering pain already engulfing my thoughts.

“Ugh…” I manage groggily, blood dribbling from my mouth as I find it hard to move anything. Another body crashes near me and her arm flops to lay across my back. My breaths are shallow, and the knot in my belly is dissolving. I clench my eyes shut and the orgasm that rips through me is intense enough to bring a second, shorter cry from me. I gush into my panties, wetting the sand with it and leaving a sticky feeling on my inner thighs. Gasping and moaning into the pile of dead flesh I’d been caught in, I feel my next breath refusing to come no matter how hard I wheeze.

 I die with soggy panties and hard nipples, my body spasming as my tongue falls from between my lips and my eyes half-lid. By the time some unlucky girl’s corpse falls atop me, burying me in the pile of my sisters, I’m in no position to complain.

As the fight continued, oblivious to the loss of any one individual trooper, whether our deaths would be in vain or not was yet to be seen….

Comments

  • Alex
    Alex Sunday, 03 January 2016

    wow very nice Kristin:)

  • Kirstin B.
    Kirstin B. Sunday, 03 January 2016

    Thank you, Alex! I'm glad you liked it. :)

  • Stephy
    Stephy Sunday, 03 January 2016

    Amazing story Kirstin, thanks so much for sharing it with us!!! :D

  • Kirstin B.
    Kirstin B. Sunday, 03 January 2016

    You're welcome! Thank you for the kind words. They're the only compensation I get for posting these, but they're the best part, haha.

  • Administrator
    Administrator Sunday, 03 January 2016

    Great work Kristin, hopefully the weird As are a thing of the past.

  • Kirstin B.
    Kirstin B. Sunday, 03 January 2016

    Oh! Thanks for getting rid of those... there's still a few hanging out at the start of a few paragraphs though. :(

    I have no idea what causes those! It seems to be completely random if I copy/paste the text from an outside program.

  • Administrator
    Administrator Monday, 04 January 2016

    I think two spaces in a row was causing them but hopefully that's over now.

  • RAUL
    RAUL Monday, 04 January 2016

    I'm so lucky to have you write up a Great story like this one. WOw so so hot !!! WHat a way to start 2016

  • RAUL
    RAUL Monday, 04 January 2016

    I'm so lucky to have you write up a Great story like this one. WOw so so hot !!! WHat a way to start 2016

  • Kirstin B.
    Kirstin B. Monday, 04 January 2016

    And we're lucky to have you drawing pictures of our various ideas! :)

  • Zoey
    Zoey Monday, 04 January 2016

    Wonderful new story Kirstin!
    In my oppinion, please don't stop putting us and Raul's troopers in written stories! :)

  • Kirstin B.
    Kirstin B. Monday, 04 January 2016

    Thank you, Zoey! That kind of motivation is all I need sometimes. :)

    I wanted to have you part of the scuba team that uses this landing as a distraction, I may have BSG as a commander on the ship as well.

  • Robert
    Robert Monday, 18 January 2016

    You did a great job in this mass battle, kept the excitement up and the gore constant. Nothing better than lots of breasts and bellies torn up (well there is one spot better) but I loved your work.

  • Robert
    Robert Monday, 18 January 2016

    You did a great job in this mass battle, kept the excitement up and the gore constant. Nothing better than lots of breasts and bellies torn up (well there is one spot better) but I loved your work.

  • Robert
    Robert Monday, 18 January 2016

    You did a great job in this mass battle, kept the excitement up and the gore constant. Nothing better than lots of breasts and bellies torn up (well there is one spot better) but I loved your work.

  • Robert
    Robert Monday, 18 January 2016

    You did a great job in this mass battle, kept the excitement up and the gore constant. Nothing better than lots of breasts and bellies torn up (well there is one spot better) but I loved your work.

  • Robert
    Robert Monday, 18 January 2016

    You did a great job in this mass battle, kept the excitement up and the gore constant. Nothing better than lots of breasts and bellies torn up (well there is one spot better) but I loved your work.

  • Amazonus
    Amazonus Monday, 11 April 2016

    Another girl with the number T-55 in another body pile. I like how you mak the battle continue even when the character is dead, shows that they are just a pawn in the military's war.

  • Amazonus
    Amazonus Monday, 11 April 2016

    Another girl with the number T-55 in another body pile. I like how you mak the battle continue even when the character is dead, shows that they are just a pawn in the military's war.

  • pistaccio
    pistaccio Wednesday, 27 July 2016

    this was beautifully written, I loved every line, the way you describe the dying girls is just sensational, like the one rolling off the ramp to plunge into water and resurface face down, the way the dying girls roll down the dunes screaming, the one face down in the sand, and so many nice descriptions of explosive orgasms as they die. I also love how you like to describe the warrior girls being treated like dirt by their commanders, and even by their own companions. I don't know why but I find this is a huge turn on. I really loved how the officer just shot the brunette in the back, as if she were just a piece of worthless battle trash that needed to be taken out of the way and used as an example to the others. I found this way of slaughtering her immeasurably sexier than actually being slaughtered by the enemy. Make sure you keep including this theme in all your extremely exciting and erotic stories. Many thanks for sharing the beauty of these really exciting female battles.
    I really enjoy your writing. I think I have stumbled upon a writing twin :-)

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