Butterscotch Fox VS. Diamonesses

Presented by: Pierre Fournier

Part 1: Oops

 

Butterscotch’s hair as if magically alive whipped about her curvaceous figure as she flew through the air. Her plump large breasts barely contained by her outfit screamed painfully from the coldness of the altitude she was flying at. Perky nipples pushed the fabric outwards revealing themselves as if purposefully trying to embarrass Butter against her will. All this because her destination was somewhere along the base of north side to Mt. Everest. The computers at HQ suddenly went crazy this morning showing signs way off the charts of an unknown evil in the area. Though not the strongest of the Fox’s Butterscotch was one of the faster and could fly there for a look that the satellites currently could not see. She had her orders but as usual Butter’s overconfidence once again made her debate about what she will be doing once she reached her destination.

"Wait for Violet and Silver fox to catch up before you confront the problem Butterscotch. Observe first and inform us of what you find then together the three of you will make a finale decision based on your suite’s analysis of the current problem." The voice radioed in from Butter’s left breast. Butter rolled her eyes at the embarrassment she endured with this outfit. As if this outfit did not put her mounds of tender flesh on display in the first place, she did not need voices coming from them to make others stair at them even more!

"Okeeey. That’s the tenth time you have told me this! Everything will be just FINE! Bu-bye. Butterscotch out." Butterscotch took a deep breath and exhaled a deep sigh of frustration. This caused her chest to rise and fall straining the fabric even further. "Wait for Violet Fox. Wait for Silver Fox. Geez that’s all the ever tell me. I’m just as strong, fast and smart as the two of them if not even better!"

Once again Butterscotch’s suit had to make the analysis it was known to do. "That is not exactly true Silver Fox alone has been recorded to be able to beat your every…"

"Oh shut up you stupid…outfit…. What do you know! Can she fly as graceful as me!" At that moment Butter felt the need to arch her back while rolling her hips backwards forcing her to do a massive loop in the air as if putting on a show for others that might be watching down below. This also only made her buttocks and breast stick out for all to observe. Though now having fun her annoying outfit quickly once again interrupted her.

"10 seconds before you reach the desired area. 9…8….7….6…."

"Hey stop that! You’ll give me away. Besides there is nothing that I can not handle on my own!" Butter stopped her playing around and flew strait to her destination. Oddly enough at first glance there was absolutely nothing to observe in the area. Slowly Butter began to look things over in much closer detail.

"Butter this is HQ, according to your outfit you are in the center of the area. Do you see anything out of the ordinary?"

"Nothing…absolutely nothing mam." But as if by queue "Hey, wait a second." Butterscotch suddenly changed course and flew down now amongst the partially populated trees. It was there that her eyes laid upon what looked to be two massive doors embedded into the Mountains rocky side. Looking closer at the surrounding area she had noticed that at some point in time there used to be an old structure of sorts here. Rumor always had it that Tibetan monks had secret temples hidden within this grand Mountain.

"Readings say this area is closest to the disturbance!" Butterscotch’s outfit observed.

Slowly Butter’s heels clacked to the uneven rocky hillside as she approached some massive 10-foot high doors. The doors covered with massive letters of an old and outdated language loomed over all that would approach them. Two small hand prints at about the level of a normal doorknob for humans were embedded with the letters. A left hand for the left door and a right hand on the right door. Butter in awe of the door approached cautiously, very curiously. Her eyes went wide as her mouth gapped open amazed that such things were built in times so old. But how, is all she could currently think of. Quickly her thoughts were interrupted by both her bio-suit and HQ.

"According to my readings with some effort host Butterscotch could break open these doors. The source of the evil seems to be strongest from the other side of these doors. Bio-suit will now start matching the language written on the doors with all ancient languages currently on file for match."

"Butterscotch wait for Violet and Silver fox to catch up before you confront the problem. Observe first and inform us of what you find then together the three of you will make a finale decision based on your suite's analysis of the current problem. Now we have been running some background on the area and it seems that there was an old temple in that area that supposedly was used to trap a demoness called Diamonesses some time ago. Do not touch a thing! I repeat do not touch a god damned fucking thing!"

But it was already too late. As the two voices spoke Butterscotch’s curiosity got the best of her. "Those small hands are so cute! Who would have thought the people around here were so small." Placing one of her hands into each of the slots she compared hand sizes. Though her hands were slightly larger she did somewhat fit. "Hmmm, Diamonesses is an odd name for a demon!" Butterscotch began thinking out loud to her self.

"Analysis complete. The scriptures on the door have been deciphered. Here sleeps the demoness who shan’t be named. Only these doors contain her from disturbing the life, as we know it. Though if she is awake or asleep then she may not get past them…"

Butter tired from the long flight left her hands where they were and now began stretching her calves. Her right leg reached out rolling her ass up and back. Such nice curves accented by a sleek muscular leg in heels. "Man am I soar…I wonder what my name would be if I was a demon. Most definitely not Diamonesses!" Butterscotch once again ignored what her suit was telling her and continued to think out loud. "If Diamonesses is sooo powerful…" Suddenly Butterscotch finds herself listening to the tail end of her bio-suits analysis.

"….Never let one person place both hands into the hand placements and say the nameless Demon’s name Three times." Butterscotch bio-suit finally finished.

Butter’s eyes went wide and jaw fell open when she realized what she had done. She could feel something so foul and chaotic plunge in and through her very soul. A golf ball size lump formed in her throat as fear gripped her very heart. She took on last major swallow trying to get rid of that lump in her throat but then with out warning both doors blew open with a force she has never encountered before.

Butterscotch flew back out of control into the shallow populated forest. She tried to regain control by flying but she was too late. Before she could react her back slammed into one tree. But such force was it that the tree snapped like a toothpick being broken in half as she continued only to slam square with another tree. Butter’s limp body pitched forward but she was far to dazed to brace herself from the fall. With a sickening thump she hit the ground breast and face first. Her large mammaries pooched out painfully from the sides of her torso crushed by her own weight and momentum. Laying there face down in the dirt she was completely stunned and could not tell up from down. Her arms and legs remained sprawled to there given sides trembling from the amount of damage her body just took. Instinctively she began to get up but only her ass rose slightly pushing her ass high into the air. Butterscotch’s back now was completely revealed as this part of her Bio-suit was shredded beyond repair. Let alone laceration covered her back since it took the main force of the blow for her now weakened body. Blood trickled down and around the back of her torso.

"MMMmmm" She moaned, as she finally was able to cock her head to one side. Her whole body throbbed with pain but the most annoying thing was her suits constant warnings.

"Warning! Extreme amounts of damage to host. Host incapacitated and in extreme danger. Warning!" The muffled words screamed out from Butter’s crushed left mammary over and over again. She began to try and get back up again when she noticed in the corner of her eye a dark object falling upon her.

Crick…crick…. CRACK!

In the corner of her eye she noticed the second tree she had hit was severely damaged also. Its bark could not hold it upright no longer. Mentally her body was moving and getting out of the way but her own body betrayed her and froze in terror. There she lay already battered, falling victim to nature’s wrath. The tree struck down on Butter unforgivingly and anyone nearby could hear a sickening splat.

"AAAGGGHHH….hulk….*" Butterscotch’s arms and legs flailed outwards as a horrified scream erupted from her lungs. Though her scream abruptly ended her legs and arms remained twitching and convulsing in a disgusting way. Blood sprayed outward from below the tree. Now uncontious and stuck below the tree her limp form gasp for air but only coughed up blood from her crushed lungs. She clinged to life though and an amazingly strong healing factor began to heal the damage as fast as it was happening.

"Warning! Units….host….healing factor….now commencing….host still in….extreme danger! Warning!" There was no stopping her annoying suit even when uncontious or near death.

Meanwhile a mix of steam and hot gasses rushed from the now open doorway. A loud hissing noise could be heard as the liquefied air dissipated by the base of the door. One door now lay completely blown off its hinges while another managed to swing back partially shut. The doors were made of granite and looked to be 3 feet thick. Whatever magic seal kept them shut in the first place was now disrupted beyond repair. The doors gave way to what looked like a simple cave.

The ground then shook followed by a pause and then shook briefly again. The sound of very heavy feet matched that of the shaking. Slowly the mist gave way to a sleek shiny 8ft tall women who’s every curve matched that of someone her size and stature would posses. Slowly she tilter her head back as if taking a whiff of the earth’s fresh air. For something as foul as a demon she looked more angelic as the sun's rays shined off her body made of pure diamond. For what seemed an eternity she stood there as if waiting for something. A sort of smoky colored diamond shaped to form her hair while four horns reached up and out from where her temples would be. The demoness’s face was sharp and angular. Her build was broad shouldered accented by a v-shaped frame leading to a slender waist. Long lean muscular looking legs firmly stood where a now cracked rocky floor was. Finally she looked down to the surrounding area with eyes that glowed of white light.

"Where is my bringer of freedom? Where is my messenger?"

Butter began to moan as she regains consciousness. Placing both of her palms firmly on the ground she started to push up as if doing a push up. The tree was easily lifted giving way to her super strength. Diamonesses notices Butterscotch stirring in the distance. Quickly her heavy feet pounded the ground as she moves swiftly towards Butterscotch. The Earth shakes as her powerful legs unintentionally test the ground she steps on. Slowly Butterscotch shifted the tree to one side letting it role off her back. It only began to partially role when suddenly the weight disappeared completely. Still very dazed Butterscotch looked up to the muscular 8ft tall demoness. Her eyes and mouth went wide amazed by the creature’s stature. Still on her knees and in tattered outfit she could do nothing but remain silent.

The Demoness looked down at near dead Butterscotch and asked. "Are you my messenger? Are you the one that brings my freedom? Speak! What is thy message?" Butter shocked only remained quiet not knowing what sort of message you give an eight-foot tall demoness. "SPEAK!" Her voice roared. Quickly the demoness’s free hand reached down and grabbed Butter by the waist and hauled Butter up close to her face. The strength of Diamonesses was more than Butterscotch could bear. Butterscotch whimpered as the air from her lungs was forced easily from her along with yet more blood. The grip suddenly loosened with Diamonesses observing. "Ahhh, yes. I forget how fragile you humans are. Petty to be so weak but it will be the strong that will command your deeds. So you have come for me?"

At that moment the demoness began to put Butterscotch down while an eerie glow enveloped Butter’s entire bludgeoned body. Along with her own healing factor she could feel her wounds quickly dissipate as if never there. Some how this demon also had the power to heal what was around her but was this at the demoness’s will and if so could she destroy as easily? Many questions like these raced in Butter’s mind as the cuts and bruises began to disappear. For now Butter had some time to save her self and was already at her full strength.

What will happen next as your busty heroine finds her self faced with an ultimate evil?