Farmer, Not Jedi 4 (NSFW) (Patreon)

Farmer, Not Jedi?

Chapter 4 (NSFW)

-VB-

Stephanie grunted lightly when her back hit the wall and then whimpered a little against her own will when she felt her master’s lips on hers.

She squealed into his mouth when she felt his hands start to really roam. One of his hands came under her shirt and pulled them up as he groped and played with her tit while his other hand deftly unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.

He broke the kiss and pulled her shirt off of her quickly, leaving her in the nude from her waist up, and then scooped her up. She yelped in surprise when he did that and then gasped when he walked over and dropped her on the bed a good two feet above it.

That gasp turned into a squeak when he grabbed her jeans and panties and slid them off of her so quickly and smoothly that she barely noticed.

And just like that, she laid naked in under a minute after she gave him the okay.

He stood over her naked form and she looked up at him for only a moment before he pulled his own shirt and pants off and joined her in bed.

He loomed over her with his hands on either side of her shoulders.

… Was his shoulders really that broad? She didn’t notice, but from where she was, he looked big.

Then he straightened his back and pulled away from hovering over her and his hands first touched her shoulder and then slid down her body from there. She shivered as she felt his callused fingers and palms running around her shoulder and then down her chest until he was cupping her boobs. He briefly fondled them, making her moan to her own surprise, before he slid down further, making his calluses brush against her nipples.

She gripped the bedsheet as his hands finally got down to her waist and traveled down even further until he was pulling her legs apart.

And with her legs pulled apart, she saw his dick, erect in the air and throbbing with his own want.

Stephanie felt herself shuddering … with her own desire.

She giggled. “Are you making me want your dick?” she asked him as casually as she could despite her nervousness.

“I’m certainly making you more amenable, yes,” he grinned as he lined himself up against her wet pussy. “Well, since I know this isn’t your first time…”

“Uh, wa-.”

She squealed as he brutally shoved all of himself inside of her in one-go. “Y-you brute! That hurt!” she hissed as she clawed at his chest.

He wordlessly pushed on, filled up to the brim, and held himself there. She whimpered and panted as she felt herself stretching. It was super uncomfortable at the start but the longer he held himself there, the better she felt.

And then the discomfort was gone and all she felt was pleasure without him even moving.

He leaned down and pulled her into a hug, wrapping up all of her in his arms and pinning her to the bed.

Slowly, he began to pull out of her, and she gasped as she felt ecstasy shooting up her spine and making stars pop up in her eyes for a second. Just as she felt him leave her, he shoved himself back in to the hilt, and she moaned as she felt her folds grind against the rim of his dick.

He kept pumping himself in and out of her at a slow and steady pace, and she wrapped her trembling legs around his waist.

He started driving himself deeper and faster into her. What started off silently quickly filled the room with wet claps, groans, and moans.

Stephanie panted and mewled as he railed her pussy. She felt herself climbing to her first orgasm and her own hips bucked to meet his thrusts. She wanted it. She wanted it! She wanted to cum-!

Then he pulled away from her and grabbed her hands with his. Their fingers intertwined, and she found herself looking up at him with her heaving and sweaty chest bare for him to see. His eyes did drift down but his eyes came back up and met her eyes.

“I decided.”

“W-what?”

“I’m going to put a baby in you.”

“...Eh?”

Then he pulled himself out and then pounded back into her.

She choked as everything whitened for her and all of her body quivered.

When she came to, she found herself looking up dazedly while tingling pleasure oozed out from all of her pores. Her pussy was where she was getting even more of that, though, because her master had been fucking her through her first orgasm in a long time.

She quickly realized that she was already building up toward her second orgasm.

Alan, her master, grinned down at her. It was possessive. It was lustful. It was scary and she liked seeing it.

But the words he said was what snapped her out of her thoughts if only for a moment.

“Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant!”

“Nyooo, wait, wait wait~~~!!!” she squealed as he fully sheathed himself in her again, and then he came.

She came with him as she felt his thick, hot cum shooting into her, and her body locked up with her own legs holding him in place.

She gasped breathlessly as she orgasmed and then collapsed limply.

Moments later, she felt him pulling out of her. She remained there, insensate as he wiped her body down, the front and the back, and then pulled the cover over them.

She felt warm, euphoric, and happy.

It wasn’t long before she drifted asleep.

-VB-

Stephanie looked out of the window of the weird ass room she woke up in. She was buff as the day she was born, and the big, equally naked body next to her only drove in the memory of what happened last night even harder.

She blushed when she realized that she made a vulgar pun, even if it was only in her mind.

She looked back down at herself and the “love” marks she had all over her body.

The good thing was that there was no one but her new master to see them. The bad thing was that he might just use that as an excuse to drag her to bed and go at her again.

“Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant!”

“Nyooo, wait, wait wait~~~!!!”

She felt her face flushing with heat again.

Was he really trying to get her pregnant after what he said earlier in the day?

Were all men like that, switching from cold and calculated to hot and lustful on the same day?

Stephanie really thought about it before she shook her head. He probably wasn’t. A pregnant woman and a baby was not the place for an open targeted location like a farm in the middle of a mission. If he really was… then she might have chosen to live under a master with little to no common sense.

She sighed.

“Hmm?”

She froze and then slowly glanced over to her left.

Master woke up.

He stared at her and then his eyes roamed up and down her exposed body.

Why did she wanted to cover herself up right now even though he saw and touched everything already?

He smiled, and she felt her heart pounding in her ears.

“Hmm. I’m glad I didn’t sell you. You’re sexy and a good lay.”

She scowled. “Gee. Thanks. That’s all a woman wants to be,” she replied sarcastically.

Still, she got a feeling for what kind of a person her master was.

He was greedy, a little ambitious, and lustful. She didn’t know whether he was evil; no Contractor working with the company could be considered “good.”

He snorted. “Yes, well, I think everyone wants to be sexy, and I can certainly make that happen, too,” he said as he waved his hand.

She looked at his hand and blinked and she remembered something. “Right. You can control biology,” she muttered as she looked around. The room was … a living thing, too. It didn’t look like it anymore, though, unlike the first time she got a good look at it.

“So do you want to?”

“Huh?”

“Be sexy. Bigger tits, bigger butt. That sort of thing.”

She looked at him before narrowing her eyes. “Are you saying I’m not sexy?”

“... Well, no-.” He paused and snorted when she giggled. “Okay, I guess I set myself up there.”

Once her giggling died down, Stephanie found herself pondering her situation.

“Hey, master,” he stretched out his title before poking him in the cheek. “Are you going to make me feel that good every night?”

“If it’s not me, then my clones certainly will. I’m getting better at making more of them, so you might see two dozen of us roaming around the farm before the next raid comes.”

“That quickly?” she asked him in surprise as she laid back down and pulled the bedsheet up to cover herself. It was kind of cold.

“Perks of the Soul Talent that the Company sells for a cheap price of 20 points.”

“20… Isn’t that four times my price on their listing?”

“Yes.”

“It’s expensive, not cheap.”

He rolled his eyes. “I guess a lot of it has to do with the fact that I have a lot of time on my hands since I already modified my crop to not need entire months of waiting.”

“... Wait, then what am I going to do while we wait? You’re not serious about impregnating me, right?”

He blinked. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“... You’re in the middle of a warzone?”

“Ah, right. I guess that I didn’t tell you. While you’ve been out, I surrounded my farm with what can essentially be called plant guard turrets. Imagine man-sized plants with bulbous heads shooting spiky pellets at nearly a hundred meters per second and at two hundred pellets per minute. Unless the next raid has some heavily armored folks, they’re not gonna make it here except as bleeding bodies on death’s door step.”

“Oh.”

He … wasn’t kidding about what he said and did last night. And wasn’t without common sense.

And she paled.

He came in her last night, didn’t he?

Suddenly, his grin looked a lot more dangerous than before.

He only seemed to find her discomfort more entertaining … and arousing.

“W-wai-”

The second thing she did that morning was have doggy-style sex for the first time.

-VB-

A/N: look, she ain’t a big-titty, luscious and long blonde-haired gal with the heart of gold. But a fit tomboy mercenary’s also awesome.