Grim Impact-Chapter 2

She fiddled with her glasses in one hand and a spoon in the other as she hummed a bored tune. She was looking over her research notes for the sixth time today, examining the chemical breakdown, composition and structure of her new optimized flower. With proper conditions it could produce not only 80% more nectar, but vitamins needed for people like her.

People constantly stuck in the lab.

She didn’t hate the lab. She hated having to leave it at the most inopportune times. Which had been often lately with the recent upheavals and drama around Mondstadt. 

The captain of the guard, an idol and a guild member had been one of the newest missing persons added to the list of disappearances. The only bright side to any of this was, that after they had vanished, the other happenings ceased all together.

She would never say this out loud, but the obvious answer was they had taken care of the mysterious issue plaguing the city and sadly, lost their lives in the process.

It had been two weeks since they disappeared into what was reported to be a hole in the wilderness. Noelle could replace the Captain as her strength and dependability wasn’t questionable. She swung that sword around well enough for her size and she seemed to be everywhere at once. An exaggerated claim, but it stood among the populace.

She took her spoon and dipped it into the new nectar she had conceived. She spun it around a few times to gather a good glob of it. She quickly popped it in her mouth and swallowed it.

It disgusted her. Her life’s work disgusted her now. As the sticky nectar slid down her throat at an annoyingly slow pace, she opened the drawer at her legs to grab a bottle of water to remove the taste from her mouth. 

She tossed the spoon in a random direction, like a petulant child. For once in her life she knew what it was like to be bored…no…to lose fascination with something.

She had been cheating on her oldest projects for some time, but she never considered full abandonment until now. She looked over at the bookshelf full of chemical and bacteria catalogues, as well as flavor vector research. How each worked with nature to drive a creature to crave something or how they, of higher intellect, craved certain things.

She was a coward as she never tried to enhance the flavor of say eggs or parsley. Garlic or vinegar either, as they tended to work best with subtle applications. Real scientists push bounds and try new things even if they weren’t popular no? 

She wondered if anyone would appreciate a Garlic that literally made them cry every time? Was it a fools errand? Great, now she was depressed. She fell to the desk, laying her head on her arms. She stayed there for minutes until she heard her door open and a crunch echoed in her study.

“Albedo,” she swung her arm frantically in front of her to dissuade any conversation. “Take your Waffle-Pies and get out of my study before I lose my mind!”

She’d have to make amends later. She wasn’t usually like this.

“Oh is someone growing a spine after all these years?” a sultry voice asked as another crunch followed. 

Sucrose looked up with wide eyes.

“Lisa?” she sputtered out. “What are you doing at the Dragon Spine of all places?”

She kept her stride as she strutted towards the table. For someone on the older side she tried to keep attention, which even to Sucrose, she looked good. A more annoyed and logical side of her thought that her beauty will fade soon. If she didn’t want to be be alone forever she’d need to get someone on a leash and quick.

She pushed the papers away from her table and took a seat. He shapely ass ever so slightly giggled. She seemed a little heavier maybe? 

Another crunch. Yes that was why.

“Sorry to say, you’ve been volunteered by Albedo to help us,” she sung as she popped another chip into her mouth. “Clean and easy though, it will only be a check up.”

She pouted. Lisa could notice too. She just wanted to sulk in her room and wait for the depressive thoughts to go away. She had been give no preparation or notice…she could refuse…or try maybe? 

She steeled her resolve. She clenched her fists and she drew in a deep breath. The moment she opened her mouth though, Lisa had masterfully slipped a chip into her dainty maw.

The chip hit the top of her tongue and the roof of her mouth. The salt and the acid of the chip started to cause a chain reaction. She could feel the slight changes in her mouth’s ecosystem and her taste bud receptors had just got to her brain. The taste sent a ringing sting throughout her tongue and it followed up her mouth, to her teeth next. The flavor was so strong she could feel her eyes start to water ever so slightly and her breathe hitched but it was unnoticeable. As Lisa’s finger retreated from the confines of her mouth, she could feel her catch on her teeth and weakly rub the gum line of her lower jaw, sending a repeated but weaker pattern through her once more.

A smile forced itself on her face after that. Lisa mimicked it and rubbed her hair. She gave the order to get ready and she got up to leave the room. She had gotten to the door when Sucrose had worked up the courage.

“Lisa,” a weak voice almost sung. “Thank you, I’ll pay you back!"

Lisa returned her promise with a smile and a giggled.

As Sucrose got up from her chair she hurried to gather her things. Field books, extra potions and…then her attention was drawn to something rather embarrassing. She had looked at her seat. Stained by some sort of moisture. She was perplexed until she drew the clearest answer. She looked to make sure Lisa had truly left before she sunk her fingers down to her panties.

She was soaked. Maybe she had enjoyed that chip a little too much?





She thought about apologizing to Lisa for her earlier thought, but then again she really didn’t think this was appropriate. A boy much too young for her was attached to her hip while they overlooked the area. Silver hair, an odd shirt and green pants. He smelt like a dog too. He couldn’t have been any older than 19 and Lisa..well…the youth of the city had called her a hag before. Apparently that was a term of endearment now?

The boy was Razor she had learned. He didn’t seem “hip” to the terminology of the day. He was sniffing around for Lisa while they walked. Behind those two, the great Mona and Noelle the “Maid of Maids”. A total of five. Quite the group for such a mission. They were probably paranoid about losing more people. Three of their most skilled were missing. She chalked it up to that as she brought up the rear.

Razor drew his sword with a swift motion and an audible clang. Everyone stopped and took their positions. No powers were active yet, but Sucrose listened to the surrounding area. There were no birds or ambient noise. That could only mean one thing, hilichurls.

She felt the earth shake ever so slightly.

“Scatter!” Razor roared. 

All five took to the trees as the clearing was filled with 15 beasts, no twenty she now counted. No, 21? No more came after the last one, which struck her as odd. The beast was large, white horns, a red mane and a tail. Around his neck he wore tattered white cloth and on his chest a crude necklace made from…was that the captain’s breasts plate?

She immediately drew her eyes to Noelle as she leaped into the air. The beasts below completely unaware. Her magic took shape as a boulder construct formed around her. She was aiming for the one with Jean’s breastplate.

She crashed into the beast and it was in crushed into the ground forming a rather large crater. Noelle then swung her sword like she was a merry-go-round and took out 7 of the hilichurls. The others sprung to action, Razor cutting down 2 more and Lisa shocking two to cinders and Mona blasted 1 away. 

11 down. This wouldn’t be an issue. 

“Razor!” an almost human voice echoed the landscape. Human speech from a hilichurl? There had been rumors but…

“Razor,” it called again. “It’s me, Bennett.” The monster who had been pushed into the earth got up like it had just bumped into a pillow.

Come again? This thing couldn’t be serious. The wolf boy had lowered his sword at the monsters words.

“Ben,” tears welled in his eyes. “What happened to you?”

The creature’s mask disappeared and the face was revealed to them all, throwing away all doubt. It was a hilichurl human hybrid of some sort.

“Guys, keep the others busy,” the man monster gave orders to his troops. “Razor, let’s catch up!”

With a speed unseen before, at least to Sucrose, Razor and the beast took off into the woods with Lisa following behind them.

Noelle tried to attack the rest but they scattered around going after Mona and herself. They had strategy now too? Annoying.

3 chased after Mona, 4 Stayed behind for Noelle and the final three chased her into the deep woods.

She summoned her butterflies and her wings. A small gale in and around each. She let them loose upon the animals chasing her. Each dodged and they continued on her trail. She threw more out as she leaped from the tree tops and back to the ground. Serpentine wasn’t her specialty and as fate would have it she slipped and fell from a great height. She awaited the impact that never came as one of the hilichurl saved her from that fate. 

Her head rested against his chest after a rather rough catch. It had shaken her up a bit, but she grew ever aware of the hard, black and warm body that held her. She was low on magic now and had no way out. She wanted to panic but the stress wouldn’t have been worth it. 

She heard the creature call out to its companions as they approached a clearing. The other two emerged from the forest, striding confidently to their victorious friend.

As the other two approached, a rather pungent smell became all too clear to her. She had smelt faint traces of it on the one that held her but with the addition of the other two the scent became almost impossible to ignore.

It tickled her nose and made her tingle, while also sickening her. Where had she gotten this feeling from before? It drove her mad.

She didn’t have time to ponder such a thing as the one holding her dropped her to the ground unceremoniously. She landed on her ass with a thud and she swore her tail bone cracked. The beasts gathered around her now and they stood almost in a circle. If one could be made with three people. They lifted her up by her arm, her face was at crotch level.

She knew what they planned. It didn’t bother her though. What was sex? Two people releasing their biological matter. What was rape? Unwanted release of biological matter.

Albedo had scolded her for such an opinion before and had been thankful she was the only student he had at the time. It was a logical breakdown. What was better? Death or Sex? Even if unwanted.

She’d give into their lust and sneak away to the others. Hopefully in a timely manner.

They had revealed their cocks to her while she devised her next plan and she had a delayed reaction to noticing them. The big black things. Some with purple heads and another with a red one, hung in front of her. Their odor now very apparent.

Again her skin tingled at the smell. Where had she felt this before. Had the fog of battle really disoriented her to the point of amnesia? It had been recent hadn’t it?

The beast that caught her took his turn first. He grabbed her head and placed it against its crotch. She hummed into his crotch, as she wanted to get this over with.

She started to rub the meaty thing with her hands and cheeks. She removed the foreskin that covered this one and took notice of the shine of sweat. She was getting a good reaction out of him until she made a fatal mistake.

Her tongue darted out to meet it’s dirty dick. The flavor of the dick had sent another tingle through her and she had her long awaited epiphany. It was the chips she had this morning. That’s what she was missing.

Her tongue, dragging across the beast, tried to get more of the flavor in her mouth. It was weak, but still there. Ultimately though she was unsatisfied with just his. In a shocking turn she jumped to the next one, repeating the process and getting her glasses dirty from the natural filth the monsters had on them. 

She jumped to the final one and licked him and nothing. It wasn’t the same. It was a ghost of the feeling she had from the chip. She went about jacking the monsters while she considered her next steps. Her hands were getting tired and if she could make this more enjoyable for herself, she was going too. How though? That was the question, how?

As befitting of her station she had solved this problem. She had placed both her hands on the one who caught her. It was only fair right? As she pushed what magic she had left onto the surface of his cock. She had feed the flowers she now despised Magic and other such oddities. Now she feed the bacteria on his dick and in his sweat the magic she had left. She had read this was how certain medication had been made, through bacteria and how many foods were made…but she didn’t care about that in this instance. 

She just wanted the end result.

The one dick she had focused started to ferment quite well. She placed her nose on the shaft and breathed in slowly. Almost. She stroked it and gave it a kiss and a lick, she was surprised the hilichurl allowed this but why waste a good opportunity for science with silly little worries?

She believed it was done now. She wasn’t even close to it and it burnt her nostrils. Okay she had the specifications now. She could speed up the process now…for science.

She took the other two into her hands and applied the simple spell to their dicks. She stroked them off as a thanks for their patience, earning a nice growl of appreciation. She was really shocked that they let her do this. Maybe as they were animals they knew instinctively what she doing?

The moment was here. Each one was nice and fermented. She quivered with anticipation. She wasn’t dumb. This could make her day or make her empty her guts. The hilichurls wouldn’t care anyway but still the possibility existed. 

She leaned forward and got half a whiff. She drew back, her eyes watered and mouth salivated. She shook her head roughly to psyche herself up. 

“Come on Sucrose,” she said to herself as she smacked her own cheeks. “You can do this!”

To her surprise, the hilichurl who caught her took the initiative and grabbed her head. He slammed it into his crotch hard enough to bend her glasses and hurt her nose, but…

She breathed in her work, their work really, and her body shook from the smell. Her breathing became labored and she gasped a few dozen times. It hurt to breath but she didn’t care. Especially when she squirted into her panties so much it felt like she pissed herself…she might have done that too, she didn’t know all to well right now. 

The other two gave her a hit of their stink as well. It was similar but each smell slightly different. She came again from both of them. Her body wasn’t conditioned for this, she ached so bad, but she didn’t care as long as this kept going.

Oh, she was an idiot. She forgot something even more important than the smell…the taste.

She jumped to the leader of the pack and ran her tongue up and down his cock. An unintended side affect of her spell was some sort of scum build up on the creature but she didn’t care. She scrapped it off with her tongue and teeth and showed it to the beast and it bellowed.

It took her by surprise. The beast grabbed her head and started to fuck her esophagus. His cock head scrapped the back of her throat and gullet and left behind traces of their great work in her. The taste eclipsed the chip Lisa had force fed her. She loved this force fed cock more. 

She leaked again, piss or girl-cum she didn’t know or care. Her knees and ass were covered in mud. The beast came down her throat and more was deposited into the mud pit between her legs. The other two beasts came at her after their leader fell to the ground exhausted. Maybe the fight and chase had taken their toll?

One fucked her throat while the other took the mud from the puddle and used it as a lubricant to jerk itself off. She could see the muddy dick getting a healthy amount of pre-cum and she didn’t want to miss her third helping.

She knew anatomy enough. She took her free hand and looked for the hilichurl’s ass that currently took her throat. She found it and stuck in two fingers that sent the beast over. She was disappointed but she needed to weigh the options. Miss a meal or eat it quick.

As the other beast fell she jumped to the last one. Cleaning it’s cock of dried mud and scum. It thrust into her a few times before it spilled itself into her throat. 

The last beast fell, now all of them sleeping. She was dazed and drunk on…whatever she loved more, even she didn’t know now. She felt her stomach ache a little and looked down to see the large deposits had cause a slight swell. Another ache passed through her and she felt something approaching her throat.

She released a very boyish burp that echoed into the surrounding forest as a bit of cum made itself known in her mouth again. She wasn’t used to salty food. Maybe acid reflux?

It didn’t matter. She stood up and gathered herself, almost slipping in the mud. She wondered how the others were faring and marched off to join them.


Until...she looked down. These hilichurls slept but their bodies didn't. She could notice the specimen's she had worked on already coming badk to life. She licked the hand that had been in one of their asses gingerly. She had to have them...have them incapacitated that is...

As she walk around them, she gazed into what should be their brown eyes. She got down on her hands and knees. She crawled towards them, again, the leader got it first.

Such a noble beast. Not only had it saved her from certain death, but also from her boredom. he desrved a kiss...no...worship. Why hadn't they studied them before? Why didn't they try and mimic such great warriors?

She needed to make amends on behalf of her city. The leaders' ass was opened and she licked the rim of his ass. He made noises while he slept.

"Oh sweet prince, I pray I bless your dreams," she said as her tongue lavished his pitch black pucker.

She ripped her dress at the chest so her modest breats could grace his flesh. Her tongue piecred him now. She was inside him and she fucking pissed herself again with girl-cum. The other two deserved this honor as well, but she had a time table to meet.

She withdrew herself for a breif moment to shove her fingers down her own throat and covered them in spittle.

"Oh loyal retainers of my prince," she cried as she placed her tongue back in the beasts asshole. "Accept this consolation, I beg of you!"

Her tongue and the hilichurl's prostate danced a simple dance as her fingers pumped so fast her wrists began to hurt. She was blessed by her saviours with their seed.

To her shame it had stained the ground...but she wouldnt waste it. She cupped her hands and drank all of it first and due to her fear of wasting it, she licked the ground clean of their seed. 

Even that failed to staisfy her worry. She took what she thought was still stained earth and ate it like it was her mission. The earth was rough, but she owed it to them.

She rubbed herself and she felt sore. She had cum so much she had a sore pussy. She laughed. She could only imagone them inside her. Alas she had to go. Her friends were waiting and she still heard violent blasts echo throughout the woods.

TBC