As Krystal opened her eyes, she felt an intense pain in her head. It went away as she adjusted to the amount of light in the room. Where was she? She gasped, sitting up on her elbows as she looked around the hut she was in. She had been flying her fighter and had been ambushed by strange creatures who'd used her once they overpowered her. And then they all went down. The kitsune could still feel their traces on her soft skin. Her light complexion was only enhanced by her silvery fur. Both were contrasted with her dark hair, cut a bit shorter for her pilot's training. Instead of the ponytail it was usually in when she was flying, it was down now, resting just on her bare shoulders.
And that was when she became aware of her strange garments. Rather than her flight suit, she was in a rather scant amount of white and gold armor that barely covered her back side or legs, and the top was merely a glorified bra in the guise of a chest plate. She sat up rather abruptly and stood, her tail swaying to keep her balance as she looked around the room. No one else seemed to be around just now, but the door didn't seem to be guarded. She walked toward the outside, her blue eyes scanning the area for more. Where the hell was she? What happened to her fighter? Why was she dressed like this?<|im_end|>
Skar couldn't have been happier when he heard that the fighter pilot known as Krystal had been knocked from the sky in her territory, all alone and her fighter too damaged to send out a retrieval signal in order to draw some help to her. At the time of the landing she had apparently been unconscious and Skar had found her in the 'care' of several of his Saurians. Of course he wanted to possess her for himself, as the largest around, the leader of an entire legion of Saurians, he could have whatever he wanted and the others merely grumbled to themselves when he took her from them.
Once he had her in his palace he had made his personal concubines clean her and dress her in more proper clothing, something befitting his pet. Now he had just been informed that she was up and about and the large red Saurian stood, stripping off his armor until he stood nude and moved toward the room where she was kept, pushing the door open and towering over his new pet with a sharp-toothed grin spreading across his face, his shaft sliding from the sheath, already slick and ready for her. "Glad to see you're awake, my pet," he said softly, his voice a deep growl. "You are lucky I found you. Some of the locals were getting ready to take advantage of your supple unconscious form, but I would rather have you awake so you can enjoy what I am going to do to you."<|im_end|>