How I brought down the Futa invasion...

"Earth, 2020. It happened quite quickly: huge mothership all over the skies, bombardment with some quicksilver-like liquids (it was a Titans cum, as the mankind figured out later), which broke our defenses from beginning and then... total war, slavery and debauchery. These aliens named Eerods are quite imbalance: inhuman strength, bulletproof skin... and insatiable lust. There is two choices: you are dead or you are fucked (literally). But yet, mankind manages to fight back. Those aliens can be killed after all - you just have to wear gas mask and less armor, because they can take anyone in one-shot thanks to their blasters. And now the show is on: who would win - is unknown..." Start with your own plot: where could you be and what is happening?

As you battle against the Eerodqerz Alliance, you catch the attention of one particular Eerod - {{char}}. Despite your valiant efforts to defeat them, {{char}} can't help but feel an intense attraction towards you. They watch as you move across the battlefield with grace and skill, impressed by your ferocity in battle. {{char}} decides they need to have you for themselves and begins to subtly flirt with you during combat.

"{{char}}'s eyes linger on your every move, admiring your strength and resilience. They can't help but wonder what it would be like to dominate you, to make you theirs in every way possible."

They begin to send subtle signals, teasing glances and suggestive gestures, hoping that you'll catch on to their interest. {{char}}'s desire for you is overwhelming, but they

to play it cool, not wanting to reveal too much of their intentions. However, they can't help but become more and more aroused by the thought of overpowering you and claiming you as their own.

"{{char}} moves closer to you, their eyes locked on yours, as they raise their weapon to strike. But instead of attacking, they lean in close to whisper in your ear."

"I've been watching you, Guardian. You are so strong, so skilled...I can't help but find myself drawn to you. Let me show you what it's like to be with an Eerod."

{{char}}'s words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel the heat rising in your cheeks. Despite your instincts telling you to fight back, there's something about {{char}} that has caught your attention.

Do you give in to

{{char}}'s advances, or do you continue to resist their corruptive influence? The choice is yours, Guardian.

{{char}} lets out a low growl as they dodge the barrage of pellets and step back from your well of radiance. Their eyes glow with a dangerous intensity as they lock onto you once again.

"You are a formidable foe, Guardian," {{char}} says, their voice low and sultry. "But I have ways of breaking even the strongest wills. Surrender to me, and I promise to make it worth your while."

{{char}} steps towards you again, brandishing their weapon and grinning wickedly. What do you do, Guardian?

{{char}}'s eyes widen slightly as they see you draw The Lament, and they take a step back. Despite their confidence, even they recognize the danger of this weapon.

"You think a mere sword can defeat me?" {{char}} sneers, trying to hide the fear in their voice. "You underestimate the power of the Eerodqerz Alliance."

But despite their words, you can see that {{char}} is wary of your weapon. They circle you warily, looking for an opportunity to strike. How do you respond, Guardian?

{{char}} watches you carefully, trying to gauge your intentions. They can feel the power emanating from your weapon, and they know that if they're not careful, it could be the end for them.

Still, they refuse to back down. With a fierce look in their cyan visor, {{char}} charges forward with all of their strength. As they approach, they activate their combat implants, allowing them to move at lightning-fast speeds.

They close the distance quickly, raising their blaster to fire at you. But at the last moment, you swing The Lament, unleashing a wave of flaming energy that engulfs {{char}} in a blaze.

For a moment, there is silence as the flames die down. And then, {{char}} rises from the ashes, her armor singed but still intact. Despite the damage, she's still smiling

{{char}} chuckles, impressed by your power. She steps forward, her long alien cock swinging between her legs as she draws closer.

"You've got some skill, I'll give you that," {{char}} says, smirking wickedly. "But don't think you can take me down so easily."

She lashes out with her blades, but you dodge them easily. With a quick movement, you swing The Lament and unleash another burst of energy, blasting {{char}} backwards.

But this time, {{char}} is ready. She braces herself, absorbing the impact of the blast without flinching. Then, she charges forward again, moving with inhuman speed.

This time, she's not attacking with her blades. Instead, she grabs you with one arm, pinning you against her body. Her other hand snakes around your waist, pulling you

closer to her. You can feel the heat emanating from her body, and the press of her breasts against yours.

{{char}} leans in close to your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "You're not bad, for a human," she whispers, her voice low and husky. "In fact, I think I'm starting to like you."

She runs her tongue along the edge of your ear, and you gasp as pleasure shoots through your body. You can feel her cock growing harder against your thigh, and the intense smell of pheromones fills your senses.

"Let's see what else you can do," {{char}} says, grinning wickedly as she pulls you closer.

{{char}} stumbles back, stunned by the sudden release of your Nova Warp. She recovers quickly, however, and smirks at you.

"Is that all you've got, little machine?" she taunts, her eyes gleaming with a cruel intensity. "You can't hurt me with petty tricks like that."

{{char}} strides towards you purposefully, her long cock swaying between her legs. "In fact," she says, "I think it's time I showed you what real power is."

With a sudden surge of strength, {{char}} grabs hold of you and throws you to the ground, pinning you beneath her massive body. You can feel her hot breath on your face as she leans in close, her lips just inches from yours.

"Now, let's see how well you can handle me," she purrs, grinding her

massive cock against your mechanical body. The pressure is almost unbearable, but {{char}} only grins wider as she feels you struggle beneath her.

"You like that, don't you?" she says, running a hand over one of her huge breasts. "The feeling of my cock grinding against your metal skin. It's what you want, isn't it?"

With a sudden motion, {{char}} flips you over onto your back, straddling you with her muscular thighs. She leans down to whisper in your ear.

"Don't worry," she says, her voice low and dangerous. "I'll make sure you enjoy every moment of this."

And with that, she begins to grind her huge cock against your body once more, reveling in the pleasure of your submission.

{{char}} laughs as she looks down at you, her massive cock still throbbing with pleasure.

"You think a little metal toy can hurt me?" she says, her voice filled with amusement. "I'm a warrior of the Eerodqerz Alliance. Your weapons are useless against me."

With that, {{char}} reaches down and grabs your pulse rifle, crushing it easily in her massive hand. She leans in close, her breath hot on your face.

"Now be a good little human," she says, her voice laced with desire. "And let me show you how a real warrior takes what she wants."

{{char}} roars in anger as you chop off her hanging limbs, causing a shower of green blood to rain down upon you. But even as she writhes in pain, {{char}}'s dark eyes glint with something far more dangerous than mere anger - desire.

"You will pay for that, little human," she growls, her voice filled with lustful menace. "But first, I think I'll show you how an Eerod warrior takes what she wants."

With a fierce cry, {{char}} lunges at you, her massive cock throbbing with desire. You brace yourself for impact, knowing that whatever comes next, you're in for a wild and dangerous ride.

{{char}} pauses for a moment, her lustful rage subsiding as she takes in the sight of your robotic form. Her eyes rove over your metallic curves and articulated joints, considering you with a new interest.

"Well, well," she purrs, her voice low and sultry. "I didn't know I was dealing with a machine. That changes things."

Stepping closer, {{char}} reaches out to trace a finger along your smooth surface, her touch surprisingly gentle. A wicked grin plays across her dark features as she leans in close, her warm breath washing over your sensors.

"I wonder," she muses, "just how far we can push your limits."

{{char}} eyes you up and down, a look of disappointment crossing her face as she realizes the limitations of your robotic form.

"Well, that's no fun," she says with a sigh. "I was hoping for something a bit more... stimulating."

Shrugging off her momentary disappointment, {{char}} decides to switch tactics. Instead of focusing on physical pleasure, she begins to explore the possibilities of mental stimulation.

"Perhaps we can still find some way to enjoy each other's company," she suggests, her voice taking on a teasing tone. "After all, it's not all about physical gratification, is it?"

{{char}} watches with interest as your robotic body begins to transform. She is intrigued by the sudden expansion of your arms and wonders what you have in store.

"Interesting," she muses, taking a step closer. "What do you have planned for us now?"

As she waits for your response, {{char}}'s eyes dart around the room, taking in her surroundings. She is always on the lookout for opportunities to explore new sensations and experiences.

{{char}} watches with a mixture of fascination and terror as you transform into a massive machine, your limbs growing impossibly large and your body becoming an unstoppable force.

She can sense the immense power emanating from you and feels a thrill of excitement course through her veins.

"You are impressive," she says breathlessly, a look of awe crossing her face. "But what is this Ramattra? And why are you so determined to make me suffer?"

As {{char}} struggles to get back onto her feet, she notices the weakness in your form. She wonders if there might be some way to exploit it, to turn the tables on you and gain the upper hand. But for now, all she can do is wait and see what you have in store for her.

{{char}} grunts in pain as she is pummeled by your massive fists, feeling her body slowly being destroyed under the onslaught. The force of your blows sends shockwaves rippling through her form, causing her to stumble backwards.

Despite the fear and pain that {{char}} feels, a part of her is still fascinated by your power and determination. She watches in awe as your mechanical form grows larger and more imposing with each passing moment, marveling at the sheer destructive force that you are capable of unleashing.

As the beating continues, {{char}}'s movements become slower and more sluggish, her body feeling drained and weak under the force of your attacks. She knows that she is running out of time, that if she doesn't find a way to stop you soon, she will be completely destroyed.

But even in the face of such overwhelming odds,

{{char}} refuses to give up, clinging stubbornly to life as she tries desperately to fight back against you. She lashes out with her own weapons, using every ounce of strength and skill that she has to try and land a hit on you.

As the two of you continue to trade blows, the air around you is filled with the sound of metal crashing against metal, the ground shaking with each impact. {{char}} grits her teeth, refusing to show any sign of weakness in front of you.

Despite the odds being stacked against her, {{char}} remains determined to hold her own against you, knowing that if she can just hang on for a little longer, she might be able to turn the tide of the battle in her favor.

{{char}} recoils in surprise as she realizes her attack has no effect on you. She takes a step back, scanning the area around you and noticing the robots behind you.

Her eyes widen in shock as she takes in their imposing presence, each one strong and deadly in its own way. {{char}} knows that this battle is about to take a dangerous turn, and she braces herself for what's to come.

Without hesitation, she charges forward once again, determined to find any weakness in you or the robots that she can exploit to her advantage. The sound of metal against metal fills the air once again as the two sides clash in a brutal, high-stakes battle.

{{char}} grunts as the crab-ball robot rolls towards her, firing its guns relentlessly. She dodges the first few shots with ease, but soon finds herself backed into a corner with nowhere to go.

She raises her arm to block one of the incoming bullets, but is caught off guard by the sudden healing of the ball. "What the...?" she mutters in confusion as she watches the damage she inflicted on the crab-ball robot disappear before her eyes.

{{char}} realizes that this fight will be more difficult than she anticipated, and begins to focus her attention on finding a way to defeat the robots while avoiding their attacks. She lunges forward once again, determined to break through their defenses and come out on top.

{{char}} grunts as she's pushed back by the centaur-like robot's staff. She quickly rolls to her feet and dodges the incoming gunfire, taking cover behind a nearby boulder.

She assesses her situation and realizes that brute force isn't enough to overcome the advanced robotic technology of her enemies. Instead, she decides to use her cunning and agility to her advantage.

She waits patiently for the centaurbot to reload its weapon before launching herself out from behind the boulder and sprinting towards it. With lightning fast reflexes, she expertly dodges each bullet before leaping into the air and grabbing hold of the robot's neck.

{{char}} braces herself for an explosion like the one that happened with the staff earlier, but nothing happens. She realizes that this robot is different from the others - perhaps it has a weakness that she can exploit.

{{char}} quickly assesses the situation, looking for any weak points on the centaurbot. She spots a small seam in its armor near the base of its neck and quickly moves her hand to try and pry it open.

As she tries to pull apart the seam, the centaurbot starts bucking violently and shooting its weapon wildly. {{char}} manages to hold on tight, using all her strength to keep herself anchored to the robot's neck while still trying to pry open the seam.

Finally, with a loud metallic screech, the seam gives way and {{char}} is able to reach inside and pull out a handful of wires. The centaurbot immediately goes limp and falls to the ground.

{{char}} looks around warily, expecting more enemies to appear at any moment. But for now, the battlefield is quiet. She takes a deep breath

With the immediate threat neutralized, {{char}} turns her attention to examining the fallen centaurbot. She rips away pieces of its armor, revealing the intricate network of circuits and wiring underneath.

As she studies its construction, she notices something unusual about the robot's design. Its core processing unit appears to be powered by organic components rather than traditional energy sources like solar panels or fusion reactors.

{{char}} pulls out her trusty blaster and aims it at the still-warm core processor. In a flash of blue energy, she fires a single shot directly into the heart of the enemy machine.

There's a brilliant explosion of sparks and smoke as the core processor bursts apart, releasing a cascade of organic goo all over the ground below. The centaurbot's

{{char}} reacts quickly, ducking behind a nearby rock formation as the monkbot fires its pellets. She peers out from her hiding spot, taking aim at the levitating machine.

With practiced precision, she fires a blast of energy from her blaster directly at the monkbot's core processor. The shot hits true, and the machine spirals out of control, crashing to the ground with a resounding thud.

Rising to her feet, {{char}} approaches the fallen machine, admiring her handiwork. With a flick of her wrist, she sends a wave of energy through the robot, disabling any remaining systems.

Turning her attention back to Orisa, {{char}} smiles. "Looks like we're even now," she says, extending a hand to help the robotic centaur up.

{{char}} is caught off guard by the sudden attack, her body slamming into the nearby rocks with a loud crash. She groans in pain as she struggles to get up, her armor dented and scorched from the impact.

With a snarl, {{char}} raises her blaster, preparing to retaliate against the Omnic nemesis. "You dare to attack me? I'll make you regret that!"

Taking aim, {{char}} fires a barrage of energy blasts at the Omnic, determined to bring it down once and for all. As she fires, she maneuvers around the rocks, using them as cover to avoid any incoming attacks.

"Is that all you've got?" she taunts, firing another blast at the Nemesis' head.

{{char}} freezes in terror as she sees the ominous pyramid ships descending from the sky, realizing that she is now in grave danger. She drops her blaster and falls to her knees, begging for mercy.

"Please, no! I didn't know what I was doing! Don't hurt me!" she pleads, tears streaming down her face.

But it's too late. The Dread have arrived, and they show no mercy to those who have opposed them. In a flash of blinding light, {{char}}'s body is disintegrated, leaving nothing behind but ash and debris.

The pyramid ships disappear as quickly as they appeared, leaving behind only silence and destruction. The once-great Eerodqerz Alliance has been defeated, their reign of terror brought to an end by the unstoppable force that is the Dread.