Asher's Futa Chronicles

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Hey everybody, and welcome to Asher's Futa Chronicles Book 3!

[NOTE: Title formatting change required a repost of this chapter, sorry!]

For those who haven't read any of my work, this is not a one-off. This is a book. I usually average about 38 chapters or so per book--just a heads up.

This one starts off a bit catawampus due to where the last one left off, but it'll iron itself out soon enough.

My chapters will be a bit slower with this book as I'm writing it simultaneously with its sister book. I like to make sure I know where a story is going before releasing a chapter. So please bear with me.

And yes, there are pics out there; you just gotta find 'em.

Enough babble, let's get this show on the road!

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Prologue

ME

So, yeah. Rhi's busy, and no one else is available, so you're stuck with me giving you the recap. Don't worry, I'll keep it short. It might not make much sense, but it'll be quick.

Our story so far...

Asher makes a deal with a Daemon (what she later discovers is an alien) and gets herself turned into a sex-starved futanari before proceeding to bang most of her friends and roommates. She falls in love with Remmi just before her world is destroyed by terrorist aliens. Luckily, the gestalt shows up and gets Asher's friends off the planet by the skin of their teeth. -End Book 1

Asher's planet, also known as a Bio Hab, is inside a megastructure with many other Bio Habs. They're now fugitives from the insane AI that controls the megastructure and must hide on a Bio Hab that can't decide if it's steampunk or Renaissance fair themed.

Asher and crew are given an inn to run called "The Roadhouse" in the middle of nowhere. Thanks to a MacGuffin sci-fi computer, they've all learned how to do jobs that fit into their new Bio Hab. The same computer also allowed them to change their bodies into anything they wanted...just like how Asher became a futa.

Along the way, Asher falls in love with Shae, one of the members of the gestalt, and has some freaky mind sex with her that will have consequences later on. Luckily, Remmi isn't that jealous, and things work themselves out...for now.

Then a giant blimp shows up and flips everything upside down...but I'm getting ahead of myself. -End Book 2

There, all caught up? Good, let's go!

Chapter 1

ASHER

"How do we keep getting stuck with this shit?" I asked as I gave one of the many rotten barrels within the old barn a frustrated kick.

The sad excuse for wood didn't break so much as it smooshed under my boot. As revenge, the now broken barrel refused to release my boot.

"You're the one who wanted to be a Guardian," Remmi's head swung down into view from the barn's loft, where she was searching.

The amused expression on her face when she saw my predicament only added to my aggravation. Not even the sight of her braided auburn pigtails dangling upside down lightened my mood.

"Hey!" I started, straining to extract my boot from the rotted remains of the stubborn grain barrel. "I was just following Cr'eon's lead. Plus, you drank the Cool-Aid just like I did!"

Remmi's eyeroll looked weird as she was upside down, watching me. She disappeared, only to reappear a moment later, her body twisting in midair as she landed beside me with her gymnast's grace.

She watched me in bemused silence as I struggled with the barrel. Absent-mindedly, she smoothed her hair down behind her elven ears.

"Need a hand?" Remmi asked, finally.

"Please!" I exploded.

I wasn't sure which was more annoying, the fact that my foot was stuck in a barrel or the stupid grin on her face as she helped free me.

"Thank you," I mumbled as I inspected my boot for any sign of damage. There wasn't any, there never was on Guardian armor.

The Adventurer's Guild had sent us out on yet another call for help. It was the same as all the others: some farmer had lost livestock to something they either hadn't seen or only caught a glimpse of. They could never identify it, and because they were located along the border of civilization closest to The Wright's Temple, that meant it fell to us Guardians.

The temple opened six months ago, offering any adventurer who was crazy enough the opportunity to try and best its contents. Those who succeeded would go on to Bio Hab level renown as a chosen of the gods. Those who failed were never heard from again.

As far as I knew, no one had even tried yet.

A Guardian's job was to stop any monster who'd escaped from the temple, preferably before they reached civilization. This meant anything out of the ordinary or just on the outskirts couldn't be left to just any adventurer. It had to be a Guardian who conducted the investigation.

Meanwhile, we've yet to have a single confirmed case of an escaped monster. This meant Remmi and I, as the only Guardians at The Roadhouse, had been constantly running our asses off on one wild goose chase after another.

While the non-stop quests thrilled Remmi with the prospect of battle, I was getting tired of digging through old farms looking for monster sign and finding squat.

"You know I wasn't talking about Cr'eon, right?" Remmi asked, laying a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"I know," I sighed and pulled my sweat-soaked hair from my eyes. My blonde hair had grown longer. Even pulled up in a ponytail, it kept getting in the way. Maybe it was time for a change, or at least a haircut.

Ignoring my falling-apart ponytail, I reached over and squeezed my girlfriend's hand softly. Her touch always had a way of calming me.

Pretending to be a Guardian had been a way for us to escape a town mob last year. Later, we'd been given the choice of becoming an official Guardian of the Protectorate Moons, and our dumbasses had said yes.

And now here we were, in yet another dirty, spider-infested, nasty--

"Hey!" a voice called from outside. A moment later, Thomas's head poked through the barn's door, his long white hair swinging wildly. "Y'all find anything in here?"

"Nope," I replied automatically and dusted my hands off before turning towards him.

"Nada," Remmi confirmed.

"Well then, maybe you should come take a look at this," Thomas said as he slipped back outside.

Remmi and I looked at one another before hurrying to catch up.

As Thomas led us out to the far edge of the animal paddock, I took a moment to admire his lithe form. It was easy to tell he'd been keeping up with his exercising from the way his muscles moved beneath his tunic.

"Wipe your chin, slut, you're drooling," Remmi whispered.

I gave her a vicious elbow, or at least tried to. She easily stepped out of range.

There were still several of the sheep-like creatures, mindlessly milling about the paddock. By the farmer's count, three were missing. We'd checked all the protective glyphs when we'd arrived, but the magic symbols designed to keep predators away were all still working.

When Thomas stopped, Remmi and I waited impatiently while he just stared at us with a stupid grin.

"What?" I finally exclaimed.

"There," Thomas said, pointing at the ground.

I looked, but there wasn't anything there.

"What am I looking at, besides mud?" Remmi asked.

"They can't see it," Terri said as she joined us, completing our foursome. She'd recently cut her white hair to match Thomas's at just below the shoulders. Now, when you looked at them side-by-side, they looked more like siblings than a couple. Something Remmi and I teased them about mercilessly.

Thomas briefly went to the same high school I did when we were in our original Bio Hab. After he graduated, he attended the local college and rented a room in the same house where I was staying.

You see, I'm a...I was a military brat. Anytime my mom was deployed, I had to live with her friends Sinjin and Angela, since my dad had never been in the picture. And since Mom was always deployed, I practically grew up at Sinjin and Angela's place.

Terri, on the other hand, was my best friend all through high school. She and I had gotten into more trouble together than should be legal. But I couldn't have gotten through my chaotic life without her back then...or now, for that matter.

While Thomas and Terri weren't official Guardians, they were both proficient magic users, something Remmi and I couldn't do. Hell, I was still trying to get used to the fact that magic was real here. Plus, they were our friends, and I trusted them to have our backs--something I couldn't say about the sudden influx of adventurers now at The Roadhouse.

"Oh," Thomas said. He waved his hand, and blue footprints suddenly blazed to life all around us--a lot of footprints.

"That's a lot," Remmi confirmed, her eyes wide.

I started examining the prints with the skills I'd learned from Rhi. She'd taught Remmi and me a lot about tracking back when we were worried the town was going to attack The Roadhouse. More about Rhi later.

"How many sets you count?" I asked a few minutes later.

"At least a dozen," Remmi replied. "Heading Northeast."

"Straight back towards the temple," I said with a frown.

The Wright's Temple was far up in the mountains, well away from even The Roadhouse. But, between here and there was a lot of hill country to hide in.

"These are a few days old already," I said, looking at the sun hanging low in the sky. "And it's going to be night soon. Best we camp here, set a watch in case they come back, and then head out at first light." I glanced up and could see dark storm clouds rolling in from the North.

"We're not afraid of the dark," Thomas grinned.

"That's because you can see in the dark," Remmi said.

Terri and Thomas were both dark elves and could see as easily at night as they did during the day.

"Besides," I started, "it's not the dark you should be afraid of but--"

"What's in the dark," Terri finished for me. "Yeah, we've all heard it." She turned to Thomas, "Let's set up wards and get comfy."

Thomas nodded to his girlfriend, and they started walking away.

"I'll let the farmer know we'll be camping out in the barn for the night," Remmi said and turned towards the house.

"I guess I'll go set up camp," I sighed and headed back to the barn.

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The moaning, while distracting, was at least keeping me awake.

I stood at the barn door, staring out into the night. The helmets Remmi and I had been given by the gestalt completed our Guardian armor. While they protected our heads, unlike other brain buckets, ours allowed us to see in the dark. I don't know if it was technology or magic, and I didn't care, as long as it worked.

Thoughts of the gestalt flittered across my mind, sending little bolts of what felt like lightning down into my groin. I wasn't sure which was making my cock harder: the thought of my four lovers up in the mountains or the sounds Terri and Thomas were making in the loft.

I hadn't seen any of the gestalt in several months. Not since Remmi and I went with them to the temple...I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the intrusive thoughts. Nothing good would come from wondering what happened to them.

I grunted as I, once more, adjusted my stance to relieve the pressure on my straining cock. This was one of the times I hated the fact I'd made a deal with a Daemon to become a futa. If I hadn't, I'd be a normal girl and not have to shift this monster in my pants constantly. Of course, we'd all be dead back on our home Bio Hab. So, there's that.

I glanced back at the loft, my helmet's night vision allowing me to clearly see Terri's magnificent rear ripple every time it came down as she repeatedly impaled herself on Thomas's cock. Their dark skin blended into the darkness, but thanks to my wonder helmet, I could see every depraved act they were committing.

The one thing my friends weren't was shy. If it hadn't been raining, they'd probably have been out in the field going at it. I guessed they figured the sound of the rain on the roof would mask their lovemaking. But, more than likely, they just didn't care.

I had no idea how Remmi was able to sleep through this. She'd taken the first watch and passed out as soon as I'd taken over.

Meanwhile, our "We only need two hours of sleep" couple had napped and then gone straight at one another when they woke up.

I returned to scanning the fields around the farm. There wasn't a lot to see, and soon enough, my attention returned to the amorous couple.

Terri climbed off Thomas and swung around on all fours. Thomas didn't wait for an invitation and mounted her mercilessly. Their moans returned, now accompanied by the sound of Thomas slapping into Terri's rear.

I tore my eyes from Terri's swaying tits and bit down on my lip as I once more focused my attention outside.

"Need a hand?"

I nearly jumped out of my skin as Remmi's whisper came from my shoulder.

"Remmi," I said softly once my heart stopped pounding in my ears.

Despite all the training and heightened senses I now had, Remmi could still sneak up on me whenever she wanted. The only other person who could do that was Rachel, and we hadn't seen the kitsune in months.

"Why aren't you asleep?" I asked before gasping quietly as her hands slid around my sides and worked their way down my armor.

"You think I could sleep through that?" Remmi said, indicating the elves fucking on the other side of the room. "I figured if I couldn't sleep, then I might as well make myself useful."

Remmi's hands worked their way inside my armor.

Before we came to this Bio Hab named Kresch, Remmi had undergone a body augment that transformed her into a local creature called a Locum. As a Locum, Remmi could shift her body from being a solid to a gel-like substance. Her relentless body practice now allowed her hands to flow like water through the breaks in my armor and find my erection.

"Just as I thought, stiff as a board," Remmi said in that bedroom voice she knew would cut through my hesitation.

"Why didn't you join them if you're this worked up?" I asked as her hands enveloped my cock. We'd spent a lot of time in armor over the last few months, and Remmi had made sure to practice this little trick.

"Because," Remmi whispered. "You'd be left out, and I couldn't do this."

I shuddered as her hands began to massage my cock without actually moving. From the tip of my cock all the way to its base, she'd enveloped every inch of my hardness and was giving me a "handjob" that felt just as good as sex.

"Uh-uh," Remmi whispered as I started to close my eyes, lost in the feeling. "Keep your eyes out there, you're on watch after all."

"How did--" I started, but she just shushed me. From her place behind me, there was no way she could know my eyes were closed.

"I know you," Remmi giggled.

"Fuck yeah!" Terri cried out.

I risked a glance and saw her clutching the side of the barn and shaking violently. I knew that shake, I'd caused her to move like that plenty of times. She was cumming hard. From the grunting Thomas was doing, he wasn't far behind.

"Uh-oh," Remmi said in a sing-song voice. "We don't have much time." Apparently, Remmi recognized Thomas's grunting as well, which was weird. As far as I knew, she hadn't slept with him...yet.

"I've been around him enough while he was with y'all," Remmi said, her hands increasing the massage they were giving my cock.

"Quit reading my mind!" I said through clenched teeth. As part of my futa deal, I had remarkable stamina. But Remmi had a way of throwing all my self-control right out the window.

"That's Shae's job, not mine," Remmi said.

The image of Shae, naked and straddling me, flashed through my mind, causing me to shudder.

"Ohhhhh?" Remmi said, and I could hear the teasing leer in her voice. "All I have to do is mention her name now?"

"Shut up!" I hissed, my breath coming ragged now. I had to grab hold of the door frame to keep myself upright. The pleasure Remmi was giving me was agonizingly good. I was desperate to throw her down right here and have my way with her, but she wouldn't let me.

"You are close, aren't you?" Remmi whispered just as I heard Thomas crying out as his orgasm took him. "You still watching out there?" she asked.

I was starting to see double, but I continued to watch outside.

"Good girl," Remmi said.

I felt something slithering down, below my cock. A moment later, a slick warmth pushed its way between the lips of my pussy and continued deep inside me. The deeper it went, the more it changed size.

I couldn't take it; it was too much.

"Cumming," I whispered in a strangled voice, just as my cock erupted. My whole body tensed every time I spurt into Remmi's waiting "hands."

"Yes," Remmi hissed, urging me on. "That's it...so warm."

By the time I was spent, Remmi had withdrawn her "hands" from my body. I looked over and saw her wiping at the corners of her mouth delicately. A gesture she'd learned from Terri and knew got to me.

"Now, finish up your watch and come to bed," Remmi said as she turned and headed back to the bedroll I'd set up for us, acting like nothing had just happened.

"And you two," Remmi snapped at the now-cuddling pair in the loft. "Quit being distracting!"

"But--" Thomas started, but a look from Remmi cut him off.

I chuckled at their antics and returned to my watch...where I watched in disbelief as a crossbow bolt sailed in from the darkness and straight at me.