Midsummers in Corneria City often results in higher temperatures for it residents. There are some remedies available to help cool down the furry inhabitants that are sweltering. Some might enjoy frozen treats at an ice cream parlor or at home with the A/C jacked down to the lowest it could go. Others, who didn’t mind getting their fur wet, might go enjoy some time underwater at a local pool or lake. For Fay Spaniel, a Star Fox fighter pilot, swimming is a favorite pastime of hers. However, she didn’t care for the hustle and bustle of public swimming areas. She preferred to be wallowing in the water, alone with just her thoughts. No noise, no nonsense, nothing.
Corneria has heavily populated cities across the planet, but there are also natural and untouched areas strewn about to ensure the safety and preservation of the indigenous wildlife and their habitats. One of those zones near Corneria City has a large lake with an unusual terrain structure on one of its beach sides. There is a moderately high cliff with a long ledge jutting towards the middle of the lake. One could simply scale this cliff side by walking upwards on a sloping hillside. Fay, being a natural thrill-seeker, loves to climb the hill, run towards the edge, and dive headfirst into the water. And that is what she intended to do on this hot summer day.
The hum of her Arwing dies down as she makes contact at the base of the hill. After shutting off all systems, she reaches behind her cockpit seat for her basket of supplies. Inside the basket is a bottle of sunblock, two towels, a sandwich wrapped in cellophane, and her bathing suit. With her stuff in hand, she exits the cockpit, seals it with her control key (just to be safe), and wipes her forehead. The heat is already bearing down on her and her clothes weren’t doing her any favors. For the sake of decency and Star Fox’s image, she had to leave the headquarters with a full uniform. She decides that it is a good time to completely remove it. There is not a soul around that could potentially peep on her exposed body, so she felt comfortable changing to her bathing suit here.
The jacket was the first to come off. It seems rather silly to her that pilot jackets are part of the dress code, even in the middle of summer. She’s happy to be rid of it. Her shoes are next on the list, and the socks followed shortly thereafter. The grass felt cool and soft on her feet. Her shirt is next to go, lifting it around her head and tossing it to the ground next to her jacket. Her back and chest start to bask in the heated beams of sunlight. She makes a note to put on sunscreen as soon as possible. The pants are pulled down and tossed aside, airing out her legs and buttocks. She always felt naughty wearing thin underwear underneath her uniform, but she enjoys the thrill of sticking it to the dress code in some way. Speaking of which, she didn’t want to get them wet. So, she unhooks her bra, and removes it, exposing her bare-naked breasts to the elements of nature, if only briefly. Her panties are also pulled down and tossed aside. She is completely naked, from her head, to her feet, and everywhere in between. She takes a look at herself and admires her own body. She was looking good, so much so that she might get some ice cream after this to treat herself. Then, she realizes that she missed taking one other article of clothing. It’s her trademark red ribbon, tied in the shape of a bow. She giggles and decides to leave it on for the fun of it.
Now, it’s time to put on her bathing suit. She removes it from her basket and unfolds it. She found this particular one-piece swimsuit at a popular clothing store that sells nothing but women’s wear, and it spoke to her the moment she laid eyes on it. It’s a pink swimsuit with lighter pink lacing around the arm and leg holes. It looks so cute to her, and thinks that it will go great with her bow. That’s enough of being naked. Now is the time to try this out. She unzips the front of the swimsuit and sticks her legs in their respective holes. She pulls it up, carefully sticks her long tail through its respective hole, insert her arms in the suit, and zips herself up. It’s snug around her chest, but she notices that the suit rides up the crack between her buttocks, exposing each cheek to those that wanted to see it. This is a naughty piece, and she loves it all the more for it.
After applying sunscreen on her arms, legs, and face, she started her trek up the hill of the cliff. It’s a tad strenuous, but it is worth it for that first dive into the cooling lake. Moments later, she finds herself on the top and she takes a look around her. In front of her is the long ledge that hovers over the lake. The view is spectacular, allowing her to look over the trees and see some buildings off in the distance of Corneria City. Behind her, there is a pathway leading downward into the forest. She decides that she’d like to take a look around while she is up here, before she makes a dive. The pathway slants downward ever so slightly, making it almost feel flat. As she goes deeper down the path, more trees start to surround her. After making her way further in, she starts to hear a slight buzzing sound.
In a tree on the edge of the dirt pathway, there is a hive of busy, buzzing bees. However, the shape of the hive is what struck her as unusual. The open face of the hive, where the honeycomb is exposed, is the shape of a heart! The bees themselves, on closer inspection, had a black heart on the back of their abdomen, replacing the traditional stripes. They were curious-looking creatures, and Fay herself ponders if they are some sort of new species of bees. Most would document this finding. Fay, however, has other ideas.
Picking up a rock beside her, she arches her back slightly upwards and primes her arm to throw. With a toss, the rock hits the hive soft enough not to knock it down, but hard enough to gain their attention. For good measure, she also sounds a whistle to let them know who threw it. One by one, tiny bee heads poke out of the honeycombs to see who is causing that racket. Then, their little compound eyes were filled with the sight of Fay’s buttocks. She is bent over, taunting them by lifting her tail and wiggling her cheeks. She blows a kiss with one hand and then slaps one of her buttocks with the other. She wants to make their target perfectly clear. The bees take the bait, and buzz with excitement. Before the swarm begins to formulate, Fay starts running towards the ledge of the cliff. A cloud of bees follow right behind her, dead set in making her rump their personal pincushion.
Fay could never pass up a thrill. Behind her cute face is the mind of daredevil. It’s why she joined Star Fox to begin with. She misses the action she had in fighting Andross’s invading army, protecting Corneria and fighting the likes of Star Wolf with the legendary Fox McCloud by her side. However, that was then. Now, she settled on the thrill of possibly being poked with sharp stingers. Being as fit as she is, however, she is starting to lose the swarm behind her. That doesn’t sound fun to her. As much as she enjoys the thrill of being chased, what good is there in not getting a bit of her just desserts? She slows her pace from a run to a fast jog. It’s enough for the swarm to catch up to her. Then, she feels it. A sharp pain rushes from one of her buttocks. One bee is lucky enough to make touchdown in her right cheek, and embed its stinger deep inside. Its venom begins to pump enter her, satisfying the bee. That’s the surge Fay is looking for a boost of adrenaline hits her like a truck and she gains enough speed to lose them again. The one lucky bee, after emptying its contents, dislodges its stinger out of her and flies backwards. It circles around the pursuing swarm and heads home.
At last, the ledge is in sight. Fay reaches the edge and makes a running leap off of the cliff side. In the air, she tilts her body downwards and outstretches her arms. Her face is heading towards the water in a high speed. The wind hits her muzzle, until the inevitable crash into the lake’s surface. The water is cool, but not cold, and gives her much needed relief to her hot fur and even hotter sting wound. After her decent in the lake’s depths slowed, she struggles to swim upwards for a breath of fresh air. Her head surfaces above the water and takes a breath. A series of heavy breaths followed as she recovers her stamina from all the running she did. To better help her relax, she pulls her legs and torso upwards in the water and floats on her own back. She can see the cliff’s ledge above her, but the bees must have given up the chase. She feels kind of bad for them, having her chase her all this way and not getting their revenge. Still, there was the one bee that succeeded in stabbing her. As she wonders about the experience, she starts to feel a strange sensation coursing through her body. Her nether region also starts to quiver and increase in heat. Finding this very odd, Fay decides to swim back to shore, towards where she parked her Arwing.
To be continued...?
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2 years, 9 months ago
07 Jun 2016 23:05 CEST
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